Dear Laney,
Your grandmother arrived yesterday for her visit, but I'm not supposed to take any photos of her until she touches up her hair color and puts her make-up on. Southern women are very serious about their hair (pronounced HAY-ur) so I had to take the photos in this post without her consent.
This summer, your dad and I have been joking that - when it comes to your walking - we're playing grandparent roulette. Every single one of your grandparents visited us this summer, and since you were due to begin seriously walking any minute, it stood to reason that one of your grandparents would hit the walking jackpot. Peg Peg is known for being competitive*, and she's not taking any chances. This afternoon, she had you out in the driveway on a forced march leisurely stroll to help guarantee that you'll get the hang of walking while on her watch.
What Peg Peg doesn't know is that you suffer from a condition known in the military as "mission drift." As in: walk, walk, Hey look - a leaf! walk, walk, Lemme check the tires! walk, walk, Hey look - another leaf! etc.
She's got five more days to get you into prime racing condition.
Cue the "Rocky" soundtrack.
Love,
Mom
* Seriously, don't play board games with her.
Can't wait for more posts during Pegge's visit. Very Funny.
ReplyDelete-Kim