Poppy's Papa D

One of the best parts about getting a woman pregnant is making your mom cry. It is preferable that they are crying because you have made them a grandma and not because you knocked some girl up that you picked up at a high school party. Pammy Poo is crying in this picture for the good reason, not the bad reason. I think she has wanted to be a grandma for quite a while, what do you think? Also, she wants someone she can shower her love on that won't be sarcastic and smartallicky back to her. It helped that I told her on Mother's Day in person while I was in Kentucky.For Big D's birthday we gave him a personalized t-shirt that says "Mi Nombre Es Papa D." Considering we call dad Big D, we thought it was fitting that his grandchildren call him Papa D. His t-shirt came wrapped in a sandwich style paper with a bag of chips and a receipt! He didn't give me a tip though...And this is about the lamest face I think I can make. Also, I love my t-shirt (side note). Also, what is with Pamsky's hand around my waist? It looks like it is my hand, but it is hers. This picture is just all around weird to me.

Anyway, I'm glad I got to tell them in person. I wish Caitlin could have been there to share the love so they could express their concerns and give her all that good advice that grandparents like to give...but they can do it in Mexico next week. Holla!