Shameless Wallet Flipping

In the years before computers, people kept their photos in large albums. If the photos were of the type to be shown off frequently, several of them were chosen to reside in the wallet. They might show off a big fish or a multi-pronged buck.



But when grandparenthood arrived, the wallet was adjusted to hold a much longer plastic piece with many more slots for holding pictures of grandchildren. It was always easy to spot two oldsters with strings of photos hanging almost to the floor, chatting away merrily without hearing much of what each other were saying.



These days, the blog, Facebook, and email have rendered such shameless bragging even easier. Allow me to demonstrate.

Molly

When I posted this picture I discovered that the computer put it above all the print and I had to roust out my poor, tired wife in order to garner enough expertise to drive the picture down to its present position. To spare her further interruption, I choose not to download (or is it upload?) any further pictures. Tonight. But a day will soon come when all the other moppets will be presented for your viewing pleasure. I have them from LA to Rexburg, even further if you count those into whom I've married. And they're all cute as buttons. I say so and we all know how humble I am.

A Few Changes in Life

Our stake was split on Sunday. This puts us in a different ward from most of our friends. Pretty sad. It may be that it'll make little difference in the long run. It seems that our house is about to be sold out from under us. We have no idea whether the VA, whom we've already called, will stake us to a home loan so we can keep this place which we've loved for three years. Another couple looked at it today and seemed to like it a lot. If we move, we have absolutley no idea of where we could go. Affordable places are not livable and vice versa. There are some neighborhoods in "old town Pocatello" which are no longer safe because of crime. Nice town houses abound, but that involves stairs which we just can't manage all the time. Money and employment continue to be our chief lack.

So I thought I'd put out some recent causes for smiling which we've enjoyed. Molly is easy to recognize. The blue-eyed boy is Connor William Rozar, Heather's son.

Brag Blog: Joseph & Mary's Kids as of 14 November 2008.

It takes no eloquence to praise our grandchildren. We simply open the wallet - or the blog - and the pictures fall out and we are satisfied. There is nothing better about getting older than being a grandparent.

Dallin, the highly literate.

Eliza, the highly silly.
Andrew, the happy cowboy.

Matthew who is now 3.

Molly , who strongly reminds me of her grandmother Shayne.