We celebrated my grandson's birthday a couple of weeks ago. Well actually Greg is married to my granddaughter, but I call him my own grandson. Anyway we had a nice dinner together to celebrate.
The babies could hardly wait to play and dance. In fact it seemed like it was their party, they had so much fun rocking out. We had fun watching them dance.
Poor little Tatum burned her 2 fingers the other day. She grabbed a hot flat iron at the beauty shop before her Mom could even stop her. Dani felt so bad. To make things even worse, on Monday, that very same day, Greg was building some shelves in my food storage room and on the very last screw he drove the screw through his finger and fingernail. It made me sick just thinking about it. I feel soooooo bad for both of them. They are both doing really well now, but I still feel sad that they got hurt.