Now here is a breakfast table. I think so because of the syrup jug on the table. And here is little Vee at her high chair with her great-grandmother to her left, her beloved step-grandfather at the head of the table, her parents peeking out on the other side, and her darling Nan turned around looking at the camera. (Nan was only 46 in this photo.)
Let's take a closer look at little Vee. Ahhh, there she is. Some things never change. She's still lost in a fog. It appears that there's a battle of the wills going on as little Vee's plate is full of food and she's not touching it.
And here's a recent photo of the grands, John, and me. Note the hair. Some things just really do not change. I'm calling this one "artsy" because it's so out of focus. We're reading No, David by David Shannon. The grands think it's terribly funny and so do I. That's why I gave it to them and another book by the same author David Goes to School. Yes, another set of birthdays came and went. The grands are now five and four.
Where do the years go?