I spent the day with my sweetie and his son, and some time with kids and grandkids.
Wonderful dinner, Krystal and Will, thank you oh so much for feeding our tummies with food and our souls with companionship, and the grandkids are always so much fun with their bright smiles and brighter attitudes toward everything!
Alhena showing me the rooms in her dollhouse, and they were having a party, and see her pretty dress and she had a headband with a bow in her hair, she just sparkled!
And Z, "gramma, come help me, gramma, train!", distracted as he tried to put the tracks back together and get me in the dining room where he was playing, at the same time.
It really warms my heart how happy they both are to see me whenever I'm there.
There was the time Krystal walked into the kitchen, and there was Z, sitting where I had been, very carefully eating the rest of the French Silk Pie I couldn't finish at the time, but planned to finish after the present opening. When the topping was gone from mine, he hopped down from my spot and up into his sister's spot to finish off some whipped topping she'd left behind on her pie.
Uh oh, Alhena is just tall enuff that the corner of the roof of her dollhouse hits her at about eye level, and she bumped into it and came crying to me. I soothed her and told her dad. She'll learn to be more careful.
Z asked me, "All right, Gramma?" Out of the blue. A question we always asked him whenever he might have fallen and hurt himself, and the answer is always the same, a yes. He's always had the cutest little bit of a lisp, almost.
I'm so blessed to be a part of this family. :) Merry Christmas, hope yours was as good as mine. Write it down and hold onto these memories.
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