So until I am actually doing something worth writing about, I give you "Fishin."
Youngest son took his son fishing the other day. Jacob loves to go fishing. He really wanted to catch enough for supper that night, but it was not to be. I'm thinking that the time spent drowning worms with his Dad was pretty good, in spite of the lack of fish.
And here is the "Flippin'" part:
Boston has been working really hard to master the ariel, and she did. Determination and practice paid off. I've noticed that she is really good to help her younger sister with these gymnastic moves they are learning, so I was pleased to see that she nailed this one herself. Good for you, Miss B.
Yep. I'm bragging. Grandmas get to brag. It's in the contract.