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My sweet granddaughter tells me all the time, “You my Grandmamie!”
“Yes, I am,” I proudly respond.

She then reminds her Grandpa that he’s hers as well.
We grin at eachother and eat. it. up.


There’s nothing like being claimed by a cute kid that you’re theirs.



Same cutie this morning asked if she could draw.  She’s fascinated by my colorful post-its.

I gave her one and a pen.  She then asked, “Um, Mamie, what should I draw?”
I replied, “I don’t know, how about a pretty girl?”


“Noooo,” she says….”I’m gonna draw you.”


She then proceeded to draw me.

Swallowing my pride, I thanked her profusely and now have my ‘portrait’ hanging from my monitor to admire.  🙂



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