Here James makes a play for some bling while Ryan kicks back with his Momo. For some reason, in the last couple of days, Ryan has taken an extreme liking to my mom. He cries any time she tries to put him down. (I'm pretty sure my mom could not be happier about this). The negative side to this sudden affection is that she tried to pass Ryan off to Momo and it hurt his feelings, and he started to cry. Mom had to take Ryan back to get him to calm down. My poor Grandma is suffering from being a victim of the Grandma-Hand-Off, and Ryan occasionally cries when Grandma first gets him. Hopefully this phase will pass quickly.
Success! James finally gets his little hands on some real gold.My mom has been running my grandma ragged. She's made the poor woman do marathon shopping in uncomfortable shoes. I hear rumors that tomorrow is a day of rest, but knowing my mother as I do, I'm pretty sure she's got 1001 things on a to-do list. Grandma will be staying at Mom's for the next three weeks. I couldn't be happier to have her close by. Tonight, the Saints play the Cowboys. The last time this happened, Bob and I went to the game with my grandparents. It was a glorious night for the Saints, and I'm pretty sure that Grandma was chanting Duce in her sleep that night. I have a feeling that after we watch the game together tonight, Grandma will be chanting Drew in her sleep, much to Bob's chagrin. (Don't tell Bob, he'd be disappointed if he thought I was having disloyal thoughts like that - he's Jessie Jackson's greatest disciple - keep hope alive and Go Cowboys).