When my "girls" were toddlers, I remember a poster or plaque that said something like cobwebs can wait til tomorrow; babies aren't babies very long. The older I get, the even more precious are my grandchildren. The five grandsons are growing much too fast.

Owen at three months

Johnny and Angel in Colorado

Four cousins
Clayton. Angle, Drew, Johnny

Three brothers
Clayton, Owen, and Drew
What great excuses for not dusting those silly cobwebs! What a waste of precious time . . .
Love,
Gran