There was a little blond hair blue eyed boy who wriggled his way into my heart just when I thought there would be no more babies. There had been a miscarriage in 1970 and a first baby in 1971. Three more miscarriages and another baby in 1976. Another miscarriage followed. I kept secretly wishing that I would be blessed with just one more, but really thinking that, at age 31, my baby time was finished.
So, imagine my surprise after returning home from an unbelievable week in New York City, only to find out that another blessing was going to be mine. And he was mine. All mine. Until,
along came a little blond hair blue eyed girl who wriggled her way into my heart. And his. And there were awards ceremonies graduations and white ropes and gold ropes and scholarships and cum laude and magna cum laude and blended family gatherings and an unforgettable wedding celebration and a honeymoon in Jamaica and a new home.
Then the magic happened … a little blond hair blue eyed boy who wriggled his way into my heart followed by a tiny dark haired beauty who is already learning how to wrap me around her little finger.
Behold. Two little Valentines who make Nana’s heart so happy!
|MAX WITH HIS TOY HAMMER –
THIS KID KNOWS HOW TO SMASH THE CRACKERS TO BREAD THE PORK CHOPS!
|ABBY MODELS HER NEW HAT FROM NANA & POPPA!
WATCH FOR HER IN VOGUE IN 15 YEARS!