Fuzzy Mouth

Our neighbors just had a baby a few days ago. As we were driving out of the neighborhood I pointed to the flag on their house announcing the baby and the older man standing in their driveway talking on a cell phone. I commented that it must be their Grandpa visiting to see the new baby.

Mckenna looked at the gray haired gentlemen with a mustache and made the mental comparison to her own Grandfathers both with balding heads and lacking facial hair. "No Mommy, that's not a Grandpa! He doesn't have a shiny head and he has a fuzzy mouth!"

I was in the middle of taking a drink of bottled water when she made that comment and couldn't keep it in! These funny moments may get me through the next 119 days.