On being a grandma
Two phone conversations
first of all...
picture these faces-- these cute little faces!
I was talking to them on Saturday and I asked them how their
T-Ball game went.
Emmy: Good.
Eli: Good.
Emmy: I got someone out Gram!
Eli: (thinks for a moment, the says ) AND someone got me out Gram!
He was so excited.
Then his sister said: I got someone out on the other team Eli.
He replied, with a big smile: And someone from the other team got me out!
*****
On Sunday, I got a phone call...
and a sweet little, sad voice says (Eli's) "are you coming to my birthday Gram?"
THE HANDYMAN has to work all weekend.
But, but, but... how can I say no?
I will take a train, plane, automobile to make it on time.
Neither, rain, nor sleet nor dark of night...
San Francisco, here I come.
2 comments:
That is the best age - so, so sweet! I'd be at his party, too, if I could!
I completely understand :) Where are you going to be?
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