Weight Watchers, Vance White, Personals and...
Granny Cam. I've decided I need a granny cam. Most of the world knows them as nanny cams, but it's not the nanny I'm worried about. And before CutieBoyBaby's wonderful grandmothers take offense, it isn't the grandmothers I'm worried about either. Each Wednesday my son goes to Weight Watchers and takes his nanny along. Maybe it is the other way around, but you would never know from the stories that come out of it. For it isn't only CutieBoyBaby and his nanny that go to Weight Watchers. Three of my co-workers meet them there. Including my boss. Four women and a baby. Let me clarify. Four women at the "Grandbabies!" stage of life and a baby. Like I said, I want a granny cam. It is not that I don't hear about things that happen during CutieBoyBaby's time at Weight Watchers, it is that I do hear stories. One day I hear about the not-yet-granny entertaining CutieBoyBaby with her glasses which he promptly gagged himself with. She took it away an