Grandma Pays a Visit

Shortly after Grandad headed back to Dallas Grandma flew out for a visit. I asked that she bring a pair of jeans for Moses as his were quickly becoming high waters. In true, doting Grandma fashion she arrived with more than one pair of jeans... and shirts and pants and onsies and a fabulous hat (to which we will pay tribute later). Thanks, Grandma! As evidenced in the photos below, your taste in little boy clothes is most excellent!

Here's the happy couple at church. It used to be tradition to remove one's hat when in church, but that was before hats were so cute.

Grandma managed to sneak in a little work while she was here so we all got to visit the CTV studios above Robson Street. (Moses really isn't that big--the TV camera adds 10 pounds.)

Moses gets his hands on everything these days, but this time he was supposed to tear up the paper. Here he is opening a gift from Grandma. What could it be?

"Mother Goose! My Favourite!" he exclaimed.

Crackin' up at Dairy Queen.

We celebrated my birthday at DQ and since my mother in law is also a card carrying member of the chocoholic club she had no qualms about pampering me with a brownie batter blizzard with 2 (!) extra toppings.

Poor kid, no blizzard for Moses. He only got to eat squash or carrots or sweet potato...or some blended orange substance. He doesn't know any better yet!

No visit with Grandma would be complete without Diet Coke. Turns out it's not just a drink, it's also a toy! Thanks for the visit, Grandma! We'll see you and Grandpa Bruce in Chicago for Christmas soon!