We went to a reception in Lincoln on Sunday. It was within walking distance of two of our Granddaughters. We had taken our Grandson with us. This is as organized as it got.
This is our other Granddaughter. She's "gonna be six." She is engaging. She will walk into a room full of strangers searching faces. If you will smile at her she will come talk to you. A real people person.
She can barely stand to sit down before church because there is always one more of us elderly types she needs to visit with.
She is a really good singer and can hit any note Mariah Carey can hit.
You can make her smile and laugh, while she is crying.
She is sneaky to a fault. She will always figure out how to get her way. (I suppose the above line could have been said by saying she is a female.) I've always said she could be dropped off in a jungle by herself and you could come back 10 years later and she would still be okay but the animals would all be under her command.
She taught herself to ride a bike about six months ago.
And the reason for this post...yesterday was the day her first baby tooth came out. She said "Look Grandma, I have a loose tooth." Grandma said it looks pretty loose you should just pull it out. Now in all of my 57 years, I have seen a lot of loose baby teeth and not one child including me, would reach in and pull one out. Until now. Without hesitation, she reached in and popped it out. "See" she said as she proudly smiled and displayed it for Grandma.
