Rachel & I were blessed to 'babysit' my thirteen month old grandson, Bodie Turrill yesterday, here at our compound in Wheatridge. He arrived at 11:30 AM, and he and I played so hard, we both passed out at 4:15 PM. I only wished that my 'stylist' had washed his face after lunch of 'mac/cheese'.

FYI - Bodie's only been walking a week or two. Watching him get around reminded me of myself when I was a drinker!