So today I was cleaning my sliding glass doors. I remember cleaning handprints and thinking to myself "I can't wait until they don't stick their messy hands on everything" Fast forward to today. I notice all I'm cleaning off is dog nose prints. No more tiny handprints... and then I remember the handprint on my mother in laws door from her grandson. I commented on it and she told me she wasn't going to wash it off. It was cute. THAT IS WHY being a grandma is awesome! All those tiny irritating (and oh so cute) moments that happened daily and drove you nuts... well now you realize how much they should be cherished, and you realize how enjoyable they are.... and you can send them away when they get cranky. I still think I am far too young looking to be called grandma, but I'm looking forward to it. 26 weeks!
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