“You mean your real name isn’t Grandma!”
I have approximately 20 grandchildren. Each is unique. Their parents don’t always use that word when describing them. Distance adjusts perspective. I, too, remember being really tired!
But this isn’t the cuddly grandchild story. This is about blackmail and the wisdom of taking “cute” baby pictures of each and every one of the little tykes so you can use the pictures when they start dating.
Wait. I never did that nor did I have to resort to such tactics. My grandchildren are not only unique but amazing. Take grandchild 7G. A blossoming beauty.
No. I will not put pictures of my grandchildren on the Internet.
But back to 7G. She is lovely and brilliant and cunning. Several weeks ago she sent me a text telling me that she’s doing a graphic design minor in college and would be happy to sassy up my blog for me. What a lovely and generous offer, appreciated not only by me but by readers and followers who notice that my strength is not in graphic design. Really!?
So this isn’t even about blackmail, but rather about gratitude and generosity. It’s also an announcement. My blog is getting prettied up thanks to 7G. Stay tuned for details!
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.