Mummy told me a week ago that my G went for a bike ride and turned into an angel.

Mummy says that even though I won’t see G anymore, G is actually with me all the time. She says anytime I need him, he’ll be right there with me, helping me and making me strong - all I have to do is think about him.

Mummy says I carry a piece of G in my heart.

I love my G!

My G came to visit me last week! He’s my grandfather. He lives faaaaar away, in a place called “Durham”. I don’t know where that is, do you? I haven’t seen him since I was a week old! I was very happy to see him. Here we are taking our picture together.

Here’s me and my Nana, she’s my great-grandmother.

And this is my great-grandfather, John.

I got to see my Uncle Monkey Pants, too. I don’t get to see him much. He’s fun to play with!

G and I played together, too. We got right down on the floor and I laid on G’s chest.

Then I spit up all over G so Mummy could take a picture. I don’t know why she didn’t! I guess she’ll just have to remember what it looked like.

I miss my G. I can’t wait to see him again!

The winner of the first caption contest is my Gigi! She is my grandmother. She lives in North Carolina. I don’t know where that is. I have never met her! But she loves me very much. I hope I get to meet her soon!

And the winner is…

Do you think this washcloth makes me look fat?

Yay, Gigi!

One day I was hanging out with my Papa, chatting and having a bottle, when Daddy snuck up on us.