A grunting story

Noodle and I shared our most traumatic moment this morning...

I will share the items involved...you can guess the problem -- q-tips & olive oil.

Understand?

It was a sad affair.  My heart hurt.  I questioned every morsel of food that I had given her over the last few days.  Daniel and I read countless pieces of online advice.  Prunes in various forms were employed.  Nothing worked.  She screamed.  She grunted in her sleep.

And so it was...that we greeted the late morning hours with the q-tip solution.  She's liberated.

 

This photo is from our neighbor's bbq on Memorial Day.  Their daughter, "Gloria", is enamored with Nora.  She even went through her room with a fine-tooth comb and removed anything too small for Noodle's curious hands.  Leaving behind just a pile of dolls.  Nora was smitten...super smitten. The two sat sweetly playing while we ate our tacos.  A girlie-girl moment that melted all the adults.

 

At Yesterday's "Global Storytime" in which I lead the merry group of babies on a folktale or two...or sometimes just a splendid rendition of "Old McDonald."

 

 

 

 

 

 

This video from yesterday shows brief glimpses into her struggle.  But she's back on top of the world now.

Comments

[William R. Early]

Dear Ones,

When is the best time to drive up and visit. We really want to see you all.
We love you all.

Mema and Papa

[William R. Early]

Amber your Zora Travels are super great.

Love ya,

Papa Bill