Told you I was burned out on political writing this weekend, and fortunately I have a grandson to show off to my readers.
Elias turns three months old this week.
Koni's cool with me making her a grandma at 39 ("step" is not in the vocabulary of The Family With Five Last Names), and is still handy with a ba-ba. Uncle Ethan is only five, after all.
Jimiya of course always loves getting her picture taken; Daddy David, not so much.
OK, three human being posts in a row is enough; I promise my readers and editors I'll have some actual content next.