*smiles* in meh...

  • July 26, 2015, 6:01 p.m.
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I have really been enjoying my grandbaby the last few times I’ve had him. He hasn’t been overly bratty. Change in environment I guess, since he and Mommie moved.

Sitting here being smothered by my son looking over my shoulder and the kiddo just climbed on him…I love my little family.

Gbaby had been throwing up starting at 3am Saturday on my newly cleaned sheets. Then again after breakfast and the park and later after lunch. I bought him ginger ale and then it was dinner time. He’s been trying to pig out but I let him snack in small doses. So this morning, so far so good.

Going to visit my mom and from there, I will pick his mom up from work and take them both home. I told her that I don’t always do stuff on Saturday and if she needed me to call. I do love my daughter, and I know she needs help in some ways. I’m not going to always be her cab, but taking her places when I can I will do. Also help others because of those that have helped me.

I asked my son if he would be bothered if we started going to church. He said kind of. I laughed. I’m actually thinking of going to my cousin’s church as opposed to my dad’s or my sister & brother-in-law’s (theirs is down the street) but I am not opposed to visiting a couple of times. We shall see.

So, I exercised my right of refusal even though I wanted to go. My cousin’s birthday was yesterday and there was fun to be had, but because the kiddo wasn’t well I didn’t go. I’m still pmsing so things don’t look right on me and this is a place where nice dress is encouraged. It’s a chill, jazzy classy vibe. Love it there. I would have enjoyed last night too because the DJ did a tribute spin to The Foreign Exchange, one of my favorite groups.

So that’s been my weekend. Tomorrow, is my day trip and last day off work. Going to get insurance before the trip.

With that I bid you a Happy Sunday.

Kindest regards,
Sister


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