Luke
Speaking of joy. Over Labor Day weekend I journeyed back to my place of birth. (No, a weekend trip to northeastern Illinois is not what I am referring to when I say, "joy.") My niece was in town with my great-nephew Luke. That was pure joy.What a trooper. I'm sure the poor baby was sleep-deprived--what with all the family passing him around. But, he was so good natured. I took A LOT of pictures of him (the joys of having a digital camera). And, when I got back to Iowa, was one of those people who felt everyone wanted to see the pix. They really are cute pix...
posted by Susan @ 3:11 PM
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