Waltisms.....on babies.

We had the pleasure of "baby-sitting" our little niece a couple of weeks back. At the time, she was almost 10 months old. A fun age.  Of course, don't ask me, I think all the ages are fun!

Except for this cool, pre-teen, high-school age.....it's about to kill me.  Or the pre-teen.  :)


Here are a couple of Walt's thoughts that were profound enough he spoke them aloud.

• "Mama, I know it's all fun, and I bet it's fun raising a kid, but I just think it's probably more fun to just raise them every once in a while and not have to raise them all the time, just get to keep them, you know for fun events and stuff overnight and give them back."

Yes. And apparently Walt is under the assumption you can skip right over to grandchildren, as to miss out on all the sleepness nights of parenthood. He has an old-man's brain in his decade young body.

And then this tender-hearted statement, while looking at AK in her footed pajamas.....

• "Mama, I think I'm about to get a tear in my eye cause she's so cute."

Yes. I know the feeling all too well, son. And they don't even have to be babies in footed pajamas for it to happen.

Because babies are just too much fun.....

• For your viewing pleasure, may I present a little conversation session with our sweet niece, AK:

Hey there Uncle T....since I'm staying overnight, my mama sent my bottles of milk....and my paci's.

Do you want me to open it for you sweet girl?

You don't even have to say please, I'd be happy to hold it while you relax. What do you see, AK? Do you see middle boy?

Hey there Middle Boy... what have you been doing today? Do you like my monkey pajamas? Do you want some of my milk? Do you know where they keep the sundrop around this place?

Hush up, Uncle T, I'm trying to talk right now.

Oh, middle boy, has anybody ever told you how cute you are? So cute.

Cute, right down to your little button nose.

Now, listen up. I've got something serious to ask.

Do you think I'm cute or what?

 

**H3 connection = I'm thankful for sweet little baby cheeks to kiss, and to those parents who share their wee ones with us!!! 

Monkey See, Monkey Do....

Once upon a time

....there was a lot of monkey business going on at the House of Bowling.

Our little niece, AK, blessed us with a little overnight stay this past weekend. And these two little monkeys had a ball playing almost all night long. Monkeys have A LOT of energy. Lucky for us, we had a birthday party to attend for another niece, Savannah, so there would be lots of helping hands to tame the monkey.

Basically, Savannah thought we brought the baby as her surprise birthday gift for the evening. She toted her around throughout the entire 2+ hours we were there. At one point, after they had been on a short hayride around the property, I heard Walt following them through the house saying, "Okay, Savannah, now you are just hogging her"........

Here's a shot of the inquisitive monkey peeking around trying to see what everyone's doing in the hay.





The monkey can also talk now. Smart little monkey. I asked her if she had a good time on the hayride with those kids....to which she replied with the open mouthed "baaaahhh,gahhhh,baaahhhh,maaaaahhh,baaaahhhh,bahhhhh"....which translated =...I had a BLAST!


The monkey had a few tricks up her sleeve for entertainment as well......dancing being atop the list. And as we noticed throughout the evening....walking, without assistance, is not a completely acquired skill yet, but it's certainly not very far behind.




The monkey can also crawl extremely fast.....and then pop up to offer a quick giggle to her cousins. She was a very happy monkey, who stole the hearts of all in just a short period of time.


We were sad to see the monkey return to her zoo. But hope to see her again real soon. Because I ask you the all important question,

.....What's life without a dancing monkey???

The End.