This year I bought four calenders, one for each of my grandchildren.
There are 11 days left.
Yesterday, while no one was looking, Mae-Mae, at 19 months, ate the rest of her chocolate.
My grandson is having his pre-school Christmas party today.
"Can Mommy come to my party?" he asked my other daughter, who baby-sits him.
"No, Honey, she has to work."
"Can Mamaw (me) come?"
"No, she has to work, too."
"Can the girls come?"
"No, Sweetheart. They are in school."
"Can Mae-Mae come? She doesn't go to school."
Poor little guy. He doesn't know it yet, but I'm going to surprise him.
Have a blessed day!