But, this little nugget disagrees.
She will call me Grandma Cary some day.
I call her Nugget right now. When she was first born I called her Chicken.
I find myself asking, often, “I can’t imagine my grandmother doing (insert all the bad things I do here)?”
I can’t imagine my grandma calling me Butt Nugget. I can’t imagine my grandma having dyed her hair pink. I can’t imagine my grandma with tattoos.
But, like my grandma, she’ll know she’s loved. That I love her. She’ll know her pink-haired, tattooed, sometimes swear-y grandma loves her
Well I for one would love a sweary pink haired grandma. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd knowing that is all that really matters, doesn't it ? You will be the coolest grandma she can have ;)
ReplyDeleteI hear ya about becoming a grandma. Not yet, but the kids are getting old enough....I can wait until they are well into their thirties before then lol. Love your musings and the photo was precious.
ReplyDeleteGrans are the best! This made me so happy to see.
ReplyDeleteLovely photo. I'm not a Grandma yet but my daughter has already stated that I will be known as sweary-gran when the time comes!
ReplyDeleteSo funny, just hit send. on mine and it's about being a Grandma too. I myself am the purple haired, nose ringed sweaty grandma! We Rock!
ReplyDeleteThat was supposed to say sweary not sweats LOL
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