Where's Bompa?

It's great to have this blog. It's fun to read updates on everyone, and know that my husband's kiss with a movie star rates highest. And I am glad that Grandma and Grandpa look at the blog often--that's why we started it! (And thanks to Kristina for being the blogmistress. Good work, Kris!)

Yesterday when Satch woke up from his nap, he was cranky. I put him in the high chair for a snack and tried to distract him by asking him about people--Do you see Nina? Where did Dad go? etc. He'd yell and whine until finally I said "Where's Bompa?" He immediately gave me a huge cheeseball smile showing all his teeth. And he did it again, and again. Everytime I said "Where's Bompa?" he would smile that way. (Maybe 17 times?) He even let me take a picture. And then Nina wanted her photo taken too, so here they are, my rooty-toot-tooters.