A Day in the Life of an Atlanta Grandmother
Xavier, Ashley and I successfully evaded the poop mines in the
sustenance for our many bird, squirrel and chipmunk
shouted the alphabet while making it rain bird seed on the deck. Losing our second apple of the day, we returned to the house via the garage locking the dangerous poop mines in the basement for later disposal.
After a nutritious breakfast
of hamburger on a bun , the teeth got brushed and the hair got combed (not I might add without a major battle). This included brushing not only Manni and Elly but Sid and Diego out of the Jungle of Hair but a thorough picking and a head massage with coconut oil.
Hamburgers for breakfast?
With Miss Ashley down for a cat nap I jumped in the shower, Xavier's legs visible from the hall way. Much to my astonishment, when I emerged, he and his crew, old Buzz, new Buss, baby buzz, and Woody were sleeping in the hall way. It is now 1145 Ashley is asleep again and Xavier has emerged from his slumber asking for another hamburger. Oh and he wants me to mention to everyone that he is not constipated anymore.