Laura was visiting and wanted me to curl her hair, after I'd curled mine. I don't think her mother EVER asked to have her hair curled! She likes to put on make-up, too. After I was done with my hair and make-up, she told me I looked "terrific!"
Showing posts with label Laura. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Laura. Show all posts
Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
No matter how many toys and play things...
. . . . every once in awhile, a girl just has to run, and run; back and forth.
Guggie's Playhouse
About 6 weeks ago in Costco, there was a most fabulous playhouse. Laura must've played in it for 20 minutes, at least. I knew I had to have one for my back yard.
Here, Laura is cooking hot dogs, just like she did at Costco. I think she has a future in being a "sample lady." She calls the tongs "grab-nabbers." (must hear to appreciate)
This is the other side window. It has the metal grill, including a cover, for cooking hot dogs. Too bad it doesn't make churros like Costco.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Take the Keys and Lock Her Up!
Anyway, after she had done this, she announced that the locks were to keep the Guggies, Dans, and Jenns out of the cupboards! (Pretty much all those who were home) What a character!
Monday, December 7, 2009
THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
A couple of weeks ago, Yaya and her family were having dinner with us. After dinner, Sarah and I bathed and freshified the Divine Miss Laura so that she would be ready to get in bed as soon as they got home. We were all within 10 -15 feet of her, getting dessert on the table, and she was running around the kitchen/play area. All of a sudden, she slipped/tripped/fell into the corner of the little kids' table! There was that 2-3 second silence, before the horrendous shrieking - and blood. Quite a bit of it. We were all rushing too her (no doubt adding to her panic), and trying to get towels, cold cloths or anything to help. Poor thing cried so hard, she began throwing up as well as bleeding!
A trip to InstaCare with Mom and Dad resulted in 10-12 stitches on that perfect little forehead. There were seven on the outside, and at least that on the inside. By the next morning, she was no worse for the wear.It took Guggie a little longer to get over it.
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grandchildren,
Laura
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