Monday, December 10, 2012

Eighty Seven

Norma Ruth Ray Thompson was born December 8, 1925 along with her twin, Buddy. Sadly Buddy died several years ago and I never remember meeting him. 


On December 8, 2012 we celebrated her 87th year along with her only two surviving brothers, three children, two grandchildren, one pouty grandson-in-law and a happy namesake baby. SmithCale was pouting because 2 weeks after Thanksgiving he FINALLY realized he had forgotten his beloved camera charger at his parents. I had to convince him that using the point-and-shoot camera was fine and you can't NOT take pictures, the woman is EIGHTY SEVEN. (which may or may not have been said in a whisper yell)


No party is complete without a festive touch.

or a skulking 20 something. 
Disclaimer: (so I don't get gripe-vibes sent my way) SmithCale was very pleasant while at the party, I just like to pester him. And  he expects this treatment. 

I gave SmithE a pep-talk before we left, seeing as she's been cranky since her 4-month shots and bottom teeth that are trying to emerge: No screaming while Nanny holds you, it's her birthday! The stars aligned and that prayer vigil worked, she was quite pleasant the whole party. This time. 

Food for Longevity,
BSmith, forging one day at a time

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