Here's, not the latest, but the most fitting for the day.
Phil's mom sent us a box of baby clothes and snacks, which is particularly nice of her, as it's her birthday week. We're the ones who should be sending her boxes of gifts.
|I'm running out of storage space for all of these snacks. Storage space is what I call my stomach.|
|I would vote for The Kid. He seems to have it together. He just figured out how to roll over.|
Happy Birthday, Grandma J! Thank you for the lovely gifts.