One more dog post. There’s been a lot of dogs watching TV on my blog this season. And it’s been kids and dogs while I’m on vacation which is fast coming to a close.
We’ve all missed Murphy, the gentleman Airedale, who passed last Spring. Such a well mannered fellow, and loved dearly.
Erika keeps asking me when I am going to knit Henry a sweater.
He’s still a pup, exuberant and finding his place in the pack, making his way into our hearts with his humorous antics. He’s trying to figure things out.
He certainly likes being with his family where the activity is happening. And did he ever relish his new bone. (Laura asked if it came from a Wooly Mammoth.)
The handy iPhone camera, pulled out of a pocket. catches a moment without my leaving the family room seat or putting down my knitting.
There will be tomorrow to speak of the last post of the old year, bring in the new year- making resolutions or not.
Hmmmmm I wonder if I could bury this outside.
Please let me out with this giant bone.
And Henry eyes Maura’s horse
And then eyes me!
A p.s. to today’s blog
Henry’s breakfast Time for grandma to go home
Jack, Anna, Michael, Maura and Henry the Airedale
Henry seems to be enjoying the festivities so far. Even
tolerated enjoyed kept the Santa hat on for the photo session. He was sniffing around the presents under the tree, looking for squeaky toys and Kongs, Bully Sticks and such.
The grandchildren fell asleep pretty fast and now, so should I.
Matthew already here from Croatia and Laura and James arrive from Centerline in the morning for breakfast. Erika’s parents are here, too. Having everyone together is the best part of Christmas to me. (And we’re getting along nicely, too!) No small task with so many of us under one roof.
Ate some wonderful Polish food Donald prepared tonight for Polish Christmas Eve. Homemade Kielbasa and Haluski and Pierogis and then we gathered in a circle while we shared Oplatki, the Christmas wafer. Donald did a great job as Patriarch, leading the ritual.
Wishing all blog readers a good day, whatever you’re celebrating or not. I appreciate all the lovely greetings I’ve received.
guest blog via Marlene
Jack needs two front teeth. One on the top and one on the bottom! The remaining top front tooth is dangling by a thread and turns 90 degrees on occasion as he works at it with his tongue. Ugh!
The other grandma, Froo Froo Marlene, took this shot with Henry the Airedale in his Santa hat.
Here is the history of the 1944 song
Knock knock knock. What is that noise?
Can’t say I blame him wanting to be sure I heard him as it was still snowing outside.
Once he was in and dried off, I got a quick photo by the tree
Are you a back, side or stomach sleeper? Anna texted me and sent this photo and said the lion is lying the same way as Henry (Airedale Terrier) Maura (almost 5) her sister, asked her other grandma if this is how she sleeps!
See the different positions and suggestions at the Mayo Clinic site about sleeping positions. Back sleeping is supposedly good for back pain relief but not so great for snorers.
Photographed by guest blogger, granddaughter Anna (10) , at the Columbus Zoo Wednesday afternoon. It’s always fun for me when my family contributes to the blog effort.
Last week I was teaching the HS photography students about the Rule of Thirds and even made a grid on a transparency so they could see the lines splitting up the picture frame , get the idea. Information on how they could compose the strongest photograph by knowing about this concept of composition.
The Rule of Thirds comes to mind immediately when I look at Anna’s photo. And she wasn’t even in the class.
So went to check out The Lion Sleeps Tonight, original by Solomon Linda 1939 but covered by many famous singers and groups
Double digits. Oh my!
I remember the day I became a grandmother. (along with FF Marlene) What a lovely day. The day you were born.
Now your dad is taking photos of you learning to play the cello and sending them to me on the phone.
Photographing you has always been fun. Documenting your growing up! Here’s a little slideshow to celebrate YOU!
lots of love, Your grandma- FF Ruthie
p.s. There are hundreds, probably thousands of photographs of you in my archives. When you were born I bought my first digital SLR camera! It was hard to choose for the birthday post.
Here are some of my favorites.
Maybe you remember Anna celebrating her birthday on 10-10-10, doing the Hula Hoop
Anna and Henry
Michael adjusts his handkerchief
Jack received the game ball
Maura adjusts her baby
The Pumpkin that grew from one of last year’s pumpkins.
Why it’s fun to visit the family and rejuvenate for a new week!
Anna holds the giant sock monkey up at the door, sporting the boa I knit with some yarn (Twist and Twirl) my friend Donna gave me last year.
Photographed during a walk this summer, I’m always trying to keep up…. as I was looking for a photo to post tonight, I was reminded me of an ongoing issue in the city. Probably in most cities and towns across the nation.
There are responsible dog owners (xxooxx) and irresponsible dog owners :-(.
You read about it on the neighborhood list-serve. Complaints. Or see it when you take a walk in the nearby park. Or find a deposit on your lawn. Uh-oh. I think there are more responsible dog owners than not but thought this was a good illustration of a couple of responsible ones.
Laura and Anna walking Penny and Henry in mid-July.
Proud of the fact he was born in Florida, he’s a Gator fan. (And that’s not easy given he lives in Buckeye country)
He loves to wear the orange and blue! Build lego. Learning to strategize in Chess.
When he swings, I worry he goes too high, just even with the very top of the swing set.
He assures me he’s fine. He studies bugs in the grass, wonders about things.
Likes airplanes in a book. Tin-Tin. He’s always finding Waldo!
His palate is expansive-he devours little yellow tomatoes with zest. Loves his family.
I was fortunate to be in Florida the day he was born. Happy Birthday Michael. Enjoy 8 !.
I love you. Grandma
My son Mark, my grandson Jack and Henry the 3 month old Airedale Terrier, not paying any attention to me.
Reviews of the book The Art of Raising a Puppy by the Monks of New Skete click here. Mark and Erika did a beautiful job training Murphy.
Ooops Jack jumped off and Henry noticed me.