I haven't really had the time or energy to post lately. When I get home from work, I cook dinner, clean up and try to get up to my scrap room but sometimes I stop to check Facebook or email out. When my little granddaughter sees me, she practically runs to the gate and laughs. She knows if she's cute enough, I will get right over there and pick her up. Then she proceeds to run to my laptop and try to type or use my mouse. It's impossible to do anything online when she's awake.
Anyway, my son and I were out running errands one day with Cadence. She was getting fussy between stores so my son passed her back the canister of beloved puffs to play with and shake. She inhales those things! So it suddenly got quiet. We both assumed she fell asleep. Got to our stop and opened the door and the little devil just smiled at me. She had at least half of the container of puffs on her, stuck to her face, in her mouth. What a riot! By the time my son got around to take the photo, she was looking at us like she was saying, "What's wrong?!"
I am scrapping with some friends tomorrow so I hope to work on Cadence's album. Have a great weekend!