cliche sounding....(part 2)

Okay. Blog every day. Or so. From now on. I need to. For the kids.


Grammy Goldsmith had yet to meet Maira, as I wrote before. She was excited to meet her first granddaughter!Maira update: She changes every day--obviously. At this point, she is a hair over four months old! She is DESPERATELY trying to turn over....she really wants to....she puts forth a lot of effort! Also, she is quite the chunker, and when we prop her up, her big belly hangs over her cute little pants. She always smiles when you tell her she is "pretty." This either means she likes the sound of the word PRETTY....or that is really a Jersey Girl like her mee mee and zoo family....

For all her beautiful and wonderful attributes, Maira Elizabeth SUCKS at sleeping. She is NO CALLUM in this department (but we all have our strengths and shortcomings, right??) Maira still only sleeps for two-three hours at a time. This is rough. Rougher on Sally, obviously, but rough for BOTH of nonetheless. Maira, please go to sleep....Daddy loves you!
I have no pictures of Nannie from the weekend? Why is this Nannie? We have lots of video though....but Callum loved taking pictures with his Upbob. They are definitely buddies....kids and animals all seem to gravitate towards Bob. Maybe he should have been Santa Claus. Callum's visit to see all his grandparents really left an impression on him--over a week later, he is still asking where "Papa is" or "Upbob is" or "Nannie's house is." He loves all his grandparents very much. And they all love him.
Thanks to Nannie, Callum is now into taking "funny pictures" with people. He is such a ham!
On the way back from Mass, we stopped in Portsmouth for lunch and a walk (another blog altogether!). But this picture, taken on a bridge, seemed a good one on which to end this post.....
Finally, a NATURE NOTE (I am borrowing this saying from Muriel....thanks!): Today is April 16, and Callum, me, and Lynne took a quick walk back on the trails in back of Springpond. There are STILL places on these trails in the woods where one could snowshoe. What. The. Heck. Also, I planned on taking Callum out this week on the canoe to do some fishing....except the two ponds I wanted to take him have no open water---they are still covered in ice. God Bless Maine.