Dad, most of the time, refers to his children and grandchildren and now great granddaughter by numbers. Michele is number 1, I'm number 2, Karen is number 3, and Teresa is number 4. It's not unusual to go with Dad to one of his Railway events and have some elderly gentleman call out "Are you number 2?" I just smile and nod my head. Dad's grandchildren have numbers - although this can be a bit confusing unless you know Dad. Brian is number 1 grandson and Michael is number 2 grandson. But Melissa is also a number 1 granddaughter while Courtney is number 2 granddaughter even though Melissa and Courtney are numbers 3 and 4 in grandchildren order. Now Violet is number 1 great granddaughter.
But Brian is also number 1 son born to my number 1 sister, Michele, who is the number 1 daughter born to my number 1 Mother who was Grandma Vi's number 1 daughter. Confused yet? I really don't know where I'm going with this except to say "Happy Birthday, Brian!" I can't believe you're 35 today, but then I can't believe I have a 32 year old son and a 30 year old daughter and a granddaughter. Yikes! Again, I digress.
Happy Birthday, Brian. I hope your day is filled with fun and excitement. If you happen to find yourself traveling around the country and come close to Kansas City, stop by and I'll take you to dinner.
Michael and Jamie were working on Michael's bathroom, so we decided to meet in Lee's Summit at Five Guys hamburgers for our Thursday night dinner with Dad.
Violet was able to join us but she was so tired she fell asleep during dinner.
Believe it or not, this is a high chair. Whatever happened to the wooden high chair with the tray that would never slide on correctly?
I can remember when Michael and Melissa were babies and I had to give them a bath. At one point I believe I had one of those foam mats that you put in the kitchen sink or bathtub. If that was not available, I can remember folding a bath towel and putting that in the sink just in case the soapy baby slipped a bit. But now they have baby bathtubs that actually tell the temperature of the water so you know the baby will not be scalded or frozen.
Now that Violet has learned to sit, she has graduated from her smart baby bathtub to a seat that can be put in the bathtub. Next they'll probably invent a way for "smart" hands to bathe the baby.
Michele found a break in her busy work schedule to come to Kansas City. We went to our favorite Mexican restaurant for lunch, Salty Iguana, and had Fun House Pizza for dinner.
Michele also got to visit with Violet. She was going on and on about how first born children were so independent and smart. Although I wouldn't get too excited about that smart stuff.
At dinner, Violet was going crazy trying to get Karen's water bottle in her mouth. I guess you could call that smart. At least Violet knew there was something in that bottle that you could drink.
Just the other day I was posting that I had to hurry to take a picture of Baby Violet sitting before she fell over.
Well today she can sit up by herself. With just the blink of an eye things change with babies. But she's so advanced. Maybe tomorrow she'll be crawling.
Famous Dave's opened this Monday so we had to check it out for our Thursday night dinner - plus I had a coupon.
Melissa, Dad, Michael, Jamie and baby Violet were all available for dinner. I thought the food was good but I'm not sure if it's as good as Smokehouse Bar-B-Cue just down the street. We went at just the right time. As we were leaving I heard people talking across the parking lot that there was an hour wait.
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