I think my youngest grandson is Swedish. His new best word is "Yaaaa". Do you want a cracker? "Yaaaa". Do you want a bath? "Yaaaa". It's so cute, but so Swedish.
I had the boys overnight on Friday and got to give Baby Aus another little hair trim.
Isn't he beautiful and you can see his eyes again. I couldn't get him to smile, but at least I got him to sit still for a second.
Here's the other little surprise that popped up this week-end. It's my first Beefsteak tomato.
Isn't it a beauty. It's about to be sliced and served with grilled hamburgers and corn on the cob cooked in beer. I feel so lucky tonight. (Oh, we are also having French Fries...Caity wants French Fries.)