Weekend at Grandpa Doug and Grandma Paulette's House

First of all, thank you for extending your sympathies regarding Bridget's passing. Jenn and I have had an interesting week. There have been hard times, like when Lincoln points to where Bridget's cage was and says, "Bridget's cage?" Or when I asked him at Grandma's house, "Who are we going to see at home?" I anticipated his saying, "Mommy!" but he said, "Bridget!" He's not sad, as he doesn't have the concept of death yet, but it's hard for Jenn and I to know that Bridget won't be greeting us when we get home.

But there have been some good, memorable times between the two of us when we recall the particularly fun times Bridget gave to us. There were many. We got a good laugh remembering the time she took the big lick out of the chip dip at our Super Bowl party two years ago. She had never taken food off of the table, and Jenn and I just laughed. We scooped the top layer off and kept the rest of the dip for the two of us for the rest of the evening. We miss her loyalty and her good behavior. She was special. For those of our readers who knew Bridget, you'll be interested to see our next post. Jenn and I have been working on something that we want to share with you, but I can't do it just yet.

On another subject at the Gates Home, Lincoln's vocabulary and articulation of that vocabulary is increasing exponentially. Jenn and I got back from Columbus and he was emphasizing syllables that we'd never heard from him. Grandma Paulette took a bunch of photos this weekend, and I'm able to share them with you here: