Three Generations: What Does Love Look Like?

Patsie, Virginia and Parker

 

 

Dear Imaginary Friends,

Don't you just love family birthday parties? I do! My daughter had a great birthday party this week, and we posed for a three generation photo.

Your Imaginary Friend,

Patsie

Grandparents to the Stars

Parker Looks Serious in His Business Suit

 

 

Dear Imaginary Friends,

This year, all the influential babies are wearing a business suit while out and about. Casual Friday babies just cannot cut it in this competitive world.

Do you want your baby to be a loser? OF course, not! So get with the program.

Pampers is also now keeping up with the preschool crowd with a pinstripe diaper. If you want that baby to grow up to be a doctor, lawyer or engineer, instead of a dishwasher or mechanic, get with it, people.

God knows, he could end up as a starving artist, if you put him in sweatpants.

I'm just saying, a word to the wise.

Your Imaginary Friend,

Patsie

Having Another Moment

Parker and Me, Having a Moment

Dear Imaginary Friends,

Here we are celebrating Carlo and Danny's birthdays this past Saturday. Parker and I take a moment to cuddle up with each other. 

He likes jewelry, especially breaking it! There has never been a necklace or earring he could resist, preferably on someone else, of course.

He is cute stuff. And he is more to me than you can imagine.

Your Imaginary Grandmother,

Patsie

Becoming a Grandparent in One Quick Minute

Dear Diary, aka, Imaginary Friend,

Wow, two people in the Middle East are reading my blog! WHO knew! Good stuff. Well, they also now know that I became a grandmother this week, and I have to say, this is the best deal I ever got!
I love babies. They are quite the creative work of art, even in the strictest sense. And they look good, they smell good (well, between diaper events), and they feel good.

Babies are tiny miniature little people. However, that does not stop me from claiming that my grandson is ten feet tall and glows in the dark. Regardless of whether the average person finds him tall, dark and handsome... I know that I always will.

My new grandson just happens to have been born with sideburns. I can now picture Elvis as a newborn! Mother Nature has a sense of humor! The baby is a manly little man. And I have already picked out his future girlfriend, who happens to have been born last night: Sadie Prow. I hope he realizes that our family believes in arranged marriages, not by force, but by gentle persuasion.

My mother fixed me up with my husband of 31 years, and she also fixed up my sister with her husband of 40 years. See, it works!

Go plant some seeds of love, and one day, you will be a grandparent. Don't wait too long; it is the best thing ever.

Yours very truly,
Patsie