Kathy needs...

I saw this on Mary's blog and decided to try it. You go to Google and type in your name followed by "needs." Here is my top five list:

1. Kathy needs to give herself some credit.

2. Kathy needs more attention.

3. Kathy don’t need to be with anyone who looks like he takes more time in front of the mirror than she do.

4. Kathy needs a liver and a miracle.

5. Kathy Needs a Komb fund.

By the way, this list was copied exactly as posted on the Google list, bad grammar and spelling included. Number 5 took me to the blog of a person named Kathy who is combing her thick hair with a comb with only a few teeth left in it. She is accepting donations to buy a new one, estimated cost 79 cents. Can anyone out there help this poor woman????

P.S. I wonder if anyone but Jessica reads my blog... If you're out there, please comment so I know if I should continue this fun or not.

Wedding Weekend

Saturday we attended the wedding of my niece, Christina. Here she is with the groom. Isn't she beautiful?
I hesitated to post this picture because I look so old and fat, but I had to show how much Megan and I love each other.
And here is my beautiful sister Allison, the mother of the bride.
I'm so proud of my nephew Jeff. Here he is in his firefighter uniform. He looks so handsome!
Can anyone guess who grew up in this house? We stopped to show it to Joey and it was empty, so I took a picture. We looked in the windows and Mike and I both said at the same time, "It's a dump!" It looked really bad inside; but I'm convinced that it was much better in the 1940s.

Sweet Rachel

Our sweet grandbaby Rachel was blessed on Sunday and we were so happy to attend. Isn't she beautiful?

Mindy and Rachel.

Rachel gets the best of Joey.

They are good buddies.

We wanted Rachel to play but she was so tired she could hardly keep her eyes open.

Joey tries to get Rachel to jump in her Jumperoo.

What a little sweetie!

How to Raise a Boy

Today right out of the blue Joey said, "I should have come with an instruction manual." He then proceeded to tell us what the manual would say. His list went something like this:
"Step 1: Go to the doctor. Go like this, "(grunting, pushing birth sounds)"
Step 2: Feed it.
Step 3: Teach it to use the computer.
Step 4: Teach it to play video games.
Step 5: Take him to school (at this point said boy becomes "he" instead of "it").
Step 6: Teach him to play tractors.
Step 7: Get him a drivers' license.
Step 8: Change his diaper."
This instruction manual went on to Step 20, but, sadly, I forgot the rest. I hope we can manage to finish raising this boy without the rest of the instructions.