How Grandpas are Made
Yesterday,
I had the privilege of spending the evening with my granddaughter. I
pretended that she told me all about her day (she's only a couple months
old). When it was almost time for bed I tucked Anna under my right
arm and fed her a bottle while we both watched a little TV. She quietly
sat nestled next to me. I don't know when she fell asleep but it
doesn't matter to me. It was pure heaven.
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