Baba

Our first grandchild, Xander, couldn't wrap his little mouth around the names Grandpa and Grammy, preferring Baba and Mimi.  It's fine with us, and I actually kind of like Mimi, so there we have it.  I don't know if the grandkids will be calling my husband Baba as teenagers, but we'll cross that bridge later.  This is Baba holding grandchild #3, baby Ava Rose.

Ava and her little family went home to their house in DC yesterday, so we are rattling around here by ourselves again.  I had an uninterrupted night of sleep, read as much of the newspaper as I could stomach (avoided the politics this time) and savored my coffee.  Then onto photo editing, and blip of course.  Have a wonderful weekend!