I semi-promised a picture of my baby falling on her face, so here it is:
Never mind the fact that Older Gal is asking to do it "Again! Again!" while the poor kid was still floundering around trying to figure out what had happened to her. It's all in good fun. I'm just glad I didn't get to see it in person.
Meanwhile, here's a picture of me and the beeb under blankies. It must have been a thing back in 1968, because my mom had like a row of three of them I think:
That's about the news from here. We're plugging along just trying to get one into college, one out of college, one just into high school, not to mention knock over a baby here and there while I'm not looking.