The BeeBee is sick. She's all stuffed up and is running a fever. She is still eating and sleeping good and is still in a good mood. The rest of the family is exhausted and cranky.
Yesterday, Lovie tells me that he thought she had a dirty diaper. He could smell it. He opened up the diaper and it was clean. "I guess I just smelled the fart dust." ???Who says this stuff??
This weekend was a birthday party for my sister and niece. They came in from Florida for the weekend. Here's a picture of the birthday girls:
Here's a "Four Generation" picture too