Our youngest grandchild, Andrew, is one today. How time does fly. A year ago I was back in Virginia to help Adri with the kids when she came home from the hospital. This first picture is when Andrew was five days old. What a cutie Grandma thinks he is.
They came again in August and then surprised us at Christmas. Andrew, of course, had changed so much. These are Christmas pictures. The smile on his face is what he has all the time. He is such a good boy; always happy and smiley. We're going out in April to see them and I can hardly wait to mug t
hem up a little. 
hem up a little. 
1 comment:
He's definitely a keeper!
Post a Comment