Friday, July 2, 2010

"To pout. . . ."

Sometimes, in a matter of seconds, moods change. How can one go from this. . . .

. . . . . to this, with a flip of a "switch"? I do believe it is some kind of genetic mutation! Or is it dwarfism schizophrenia?
Whatever the case, it IS unpredictable! ! !
Jenny was the same way.
Usually it is Rease, but, today Helena tried her hand at it.
Oh my soul.
What is a mother, or grandmother, to do?
Pray tell.
Anyone? Anyone?
Thought so.

1 comment:

  1. Oh the life of a mother or grandmother of girls. We know what is ahead for them and we know that only by the grace of God we will survive it (and they will too). So pray your little heart out for the little heart in them.


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