Sunday, September 17, 2017

My Nana-Meter

Another late evening!  I am confident that I will have sweet dreams tonight as my nana-meter has reached the top snuggle mark. ♥ We enjoyed dinner with my daughter, son-in-law, and Baby Sam.  I was more than happy to hold him while the others ate.  I'm glad to report that he hasn't grown too much since I last saw him.  He does love to laugh when you play peek-a-boo!  Babies have a way of taking your mind off your troubles.

I've been either away, cleaning house, baking, or entertaining this entire weekend.  I've been negligent with visiting everyone's blogs but I hope to do so tomorrow.  Sleep tight!

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  1. Baby Sam sounds like a bundle of joy for sure!! We don't have any babies any more and I miss those sweet times.

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    1. Arlene, no babies...... maybe you need a puppy!

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  2. How lovely you had lots of nana cuddles with baby Sam today, Gina. Baby giggles are the very best sound. You most definitely will have sweet dreams tonight.

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    1. Kim, oh how I love baby giggles. I did have sweet dreams and think I will again tonight. His smiles and laughs fill my heart. ♥

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  3. Hi Gina!

    Nothing like holding a baby and just soaking in the sweetness, what a wonderful way to spend your evening. I'm sure you had sweet dreams.... :0)

    Hugs and Love,
    Barb

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    1. Barb, I love how you wrote "soaking in the sweetness". Such a spot on description! Sweet dreams to you dear friend!

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  4. there is nothing like grandma snuggle time :) Glad you had a nice visit

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    1. Connie, plus he was a little sleepy so he was extra snuggly In my arms. ♥

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  5. How nice to get your Sam fix, Gina! There's nothing like snuggling with a baby.

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    1. Amen, Kitty. Sam snuggles cure just about anything that ails you.

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We all have our “good old days” tucked away inside our hearts, and we return to them in dreams like cats to favorite armchairs. ~ B. Carter