Our new little granddaughter, Kaylissa, was born yesterday. What a beautiful, sweet baby!!!  I love her little round face, her perky nose, her rosebud lips.

And her arrival was so much nicer than that of her big brother (where our daughter-in-law had to be life flighted to a bigger hospital to have an emergency c-section 5 weeks before her due date).

I felt bad for Grandpa.  He was coming down with a cold so he just looked at Kaylissa through the nursery window.  He didn’t get to hold her.  (Heh, heh, heh, that meant I got her all to myself!!!!)

We are tending Spencer, her big brother, for a week and already are having lots of fun.  Except Spencer, has been wandering around the house this morning calling out, “Grandpa?  Grandpa?”

“Grandpa is at work.”

“Grandpa?  Grandpa?

Mmmm . . .

I’ll have to brainwash teach Spencer into realizing that Grandma is the one he really wants . . .