Picture this: I’m doing my Granny thing during a play date with grandest and and a sweet boy from her kindergarten class last Saturday. They are all over the spacious yard, throwing tennis balls to Gracie, climbing the elaborate swing set, playing tag and getting along just great. Then we go up on the deck where a sand art table is set. Happiness reigns. Suddenly he HUGS grandest. Puts his six year old arms around her waist and gives a big HUG!. I glance up from writing to hear her say, “Not in front of Grans!.”
How cute is this, I ask you. A sense of propriety at six, bless her heart. She is woman; Hear her roar.
Tune in next week for further adventures.