HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I can remember when I did not think I would ever live to see the year 2000. I thought I could never possibly be that old. Now, I am a decade into another century and going strong. WooHoo!
DD-Ki and her 2 little ones have been here almost a week and are getting ready to return home.
Twenty-month old, Ky, was sitting at the table, waiting patiently for her breakfast, and carrying on one of her never-ending conversations. The paper placemats, which had served us well the night before when 7 of the cousins (between ages 11 years & 20 months) had eagerly shared ice cream for dessert, still graced the table.
Suddenly, I was summoned to the table.
"Grandma! Come see!"
I rushed over and looked at the placemat Ky was holding up.
"What is the problem, Ky?" I asked.
She pointed to the brown, chocolate stains.
"What is it? I asked.
"Reindeer poop!" she announced with conviction.
We threw that placemat out.
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