Monday, February 18, 2008


Who would have thunked it? This is post #499. If you've wondered What About Bob? then all you need to know about Bob and then some is contained in the nearly 500 entries on this blog.

I am complicated. I am sometimes stupid. I am often off base on my thinking. Always immature (Mom's never ending advice: "BOB, GROW UP!" still rings in my ears and I'll be damned if I'll ever grown up.). Compassionate to a fault.

You may have noticed that this blog is all about Bob and more. Few people know me. The real me is all illusive and I like it that way. I don't let just anyone into my buttondown mind. But back up and read some of the 500 posts and you will get the idea of who Bob is.

'Nuff said. This is Flirt's first night at daughter Dawn's home. Grace and Dawn made a birthday cake for Flirt for the first night in her new home also marked Flirt's fourth birthday.

I was in Big Valley. Once again I missed out on the fun.

I bought Flirt for Dawn. Compassionate to a fault, that's me. Why? Dawn loved my Jill like no one could have loved a dog. Dawn was there to the Jill's last moments, comforting her, praying, talking . . . being Jill's best friend. And Jill loved Dawn as much as she loved the wife and I.

When we lost our Jill it was natural to think about a dog for Dawn. Dawn's not had a dog since she was a wee lassie. Without going into details of why I shelled out a king's ransom for Flirt, the timing was right, the dog was right and I had some bucks that I didn't know what to do with it. Buying Flirt for Dawn was one of the better decisions that I've made in my life. There's no doubt that these two will be pals forever.

And then there's Valentine's Day in kindergarten. . . . yet another grandchild activity that I missed because of my employment in Big Valley. Nuts. Well, there's always first grade. I'll be home by then.

Here's Grace waiting for her bevy of cards from all of her buds in the classroom.

And Grace has these Marilyn Monroe moments when she's around all of the boys who are crazy for her. The little guy in the red shirt is convinced he's going to marry Grace.

I told Gracie that this kid has small hands and to forget a marriage to anyone with small hands and small feet.

Yes, mother, I'll grow up someday but not too very soon.

Happy President's Day.

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Rachel said...

So incredibly cute!

Flyinfox_SATX said...


Great Pics! Happy President's day to you as well.


Anonymous said...

Now I can publicly thank you.
Thanks for being generous and

You're a great babysitter.
I think there's something extra special about being the gpoppy for the girl!

You can have your own little things just between the 2 of you.

With love and gratitude,

Wonderful World of Weiners said...

Love the pics!!

And the baby got back comment? You are spot on! Sad thing is, I swear my butt isnt really that big. If you click on the pic and make it better, it looks more normal sized! I think I was sticking out my hip which is why it looks all J-Loish! Bootylicious!!


Wonderful World of Weiners said...

Don't worry Bob! I was just playing along! I have seen that video and I totally agree with the pose!

How do you know that's even me in that photo? The faces were covered! :)

IT WASN'T ME!!! ;-)


twilite said...

Hi Bob! Congrats on 499th! Great pics.

Anonymous said...

I never wanna grow up either, Bob!!

Love all the pictures! Grace is just a doll. Looks like she had a great valentine's at school.

what a sweet pops you are getting that dog for your Dawn. that made me smile.

you have a great day, Bob! Happy 499th post! :)

Bob said...

Rachel: Yup. Apple of my eye.

Fox: And to you, too!

Dawn: I am so happy that I was able to do this for you.

Hallie: I knew better than to go there about butts. . . :)

Lea: Thanks!

Katie: That's what "pops" are for....:)

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