My father came to visit a couple of days ago and had a great time with Gabrielle. He decided that she needed a nickname, opted for a combination of her first and second names, and thus Tennielle was born. Then I decided that *he* needed a new nickname, because Grandpa Shalom never really had much pizzazz, in my humble opinion. In a moment of inspiration, he came up with Curly, which I thought was perfect.
He seemed to enjoy feeding Gigi her rice cereal, much of which drooled out of her mouth, but we got some to stay down. Curly admitted that it's not as much fun as playing tennis with her, but that'll come, I'm sure...
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