November 26, 2011
I did the road trip thing today, rather than watch football and clear out closets, which tells you a little about how much my grandchild means to me.
I mean, she’s amazing. She walks, she talks, she has a mind of her own, she does not brook any interference, and if you have ideas that differ from hers, well, there’s the door and don’t let it hit you in the butt on the way out.
I love her. She’s mine.