Grandboy, after stealing all my white pillows and arranging them on the white bed cover:
“Gwumpa, I make a EGGloo to live in. See my EGGloo? Know why it’s a EGGloo?
Because my penguins live in it and they lay EGGS.
EGGS, Gwumpa.EGGS.”
Grandboy, after stealing all my white pillows and arranging them on the white bed cover:
“Gwumpa, I make a EGGloo to live in. See my EGGloo? Know why it’s a EGGloo?
Because my penguins live in it and they lay EGGS.
EGGS, Gwumpa.EGGS.”
GWUMPA. You hugging me too hard, you squishing me and I gonna pop.
You want me to POP, GWUMPA?
Just heard the saddest comment.
Some fella said something like, “if I leave early (from work) all I’ll be doing is pushing the kids on swings, grumble grumble grumble.”
I can’t even start to explain to him how precious a gift this is, especially considering the alternatives I’ve lived through, and many alternatives I’ve been blessed to be prevented from experiencing.
He’ll learn soon enough tho
The grandboy is excited. Mamasan is taking him to the beach where he can find SKI SHELLS and maybe some SNEE SNAILS
Taught the grandboy some techniques on washing dishes by hand.
Used far too much soap and water but it’s an investment for future visits at gwumpa’s place…
“Gwumpa, you know why we have planets? So we can have a PLACE to put our STUFF.
Awwwe. I’d miss mommy if we didn’t have a PLANET.
And bathtubs.
O and the grass… and MOTORCYCLES!
We need a planet, gwumpa.”
Grandboy, to mamasan: “Momma, after school tomorrow, when you pick me up, you can get me a baby brudder?”
If you’re ever wondering how quantum physics and children (particularly grandchildren) are alike, consider this:
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