Andy is all boy and on the move every waking moment. At the end of the day he crashes and falls in bed for a good night's sleep to recuperate. Lately he has been swimming in the backyard pool and seems like a brown berry fish to me. He loves the water and doing tricks. When he was a little guy and talking, we would ask him, "What is your name?" His answer of course was, "Andy." If we asked him what was his middle name, his reply was, "Andy, Andy." If you asked about his last name you also got, "Andy, Andy, Andy." So for awhile he became Andy Andy Andy. His favorite color at that time was orange, and he wanted to have most of his things be that color. Now his preference is blue.
One time he was shopping with his mom and sisters, and they were looking at clothes, which did not interest him at all. All of a sudden his mom panicked and said to his sisters, "Where is Andy? You have to help me find him!" Kait tried to talk to her mom but got cut off in her panic, and finally Kait got through and said, "Mom, you have him by his hand!" "Oh!" was the reply, and all was well. Motherhood can be trying, I guess.
When Andy was five, he was watching Grammy do her hair. She squirted out some mousse into her hand to put on her hair, and Andy said, "That's an awful lot of mousse for a little grammy!" Grammy still remembers and loves that story! Thanks, Andy!
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