It's fun to spend a day with a five month old! And who's to say that spider isn't preferable to "curds and whey"? My wonderful granddaughter is now trying her darndest to crawl and taking in all the wonders of the world, including that funny black thing grandma sticks in her face. She opens her mouth wide and says "Hi" even though it comes out more like "Haaaaa," perhaps a throwback to her mother's Texas birth. She's more laid back than her 3 1/2-year-old brother, but she watches with interest as he leaps around and returns to give her a squishy hug. Soon she'll be scooting around and creating her own uproar, knowing her charm will carry a long way.
I am a wife, mother, grandmother, observer, writer, middlin' cook and imbiber, instigator, awe-struck Christian, conservative and therefore mild cynic, appreciative and therefore optimist. I love the gusto in life; I hate hubris and value humility. I love the English language and deplore its decline in contemporary speech and writing. My husband calls me, fondly of course, an old bag, but I fill it with new tricks. You'll find a lot about politics in my Left Senseless blog, along with my opinions (and I welcome yours!), and glances at life's beauty and pleasures in Plum Duff.