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    Remembering my grandfather

    August 17th, 2012

    It was my turn to put G down to bed last night. As G asked to snuggle, I told him how I used to snuggle with my grandpa (my mom’s dad) when I’d visit over the summer. Occasionally summer nights will be chilly so to stay warm my grandpa would turn his back to me, and I would press my back to to his broad shoulders. He’d be so warm, and his large back was my insta-oven. If my feet were extra cold (I have ridiculously frigid extremities), he would warm my footsies in between his knees.

    G and I tried it after I told him about it. It wasn’t quite as perfect as I remember it being w/ my grand-pa, but we’ll get it over time. I have big shoulders to live up to.

    I miss you, Diado!

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    Our frat-girl

    August 17th, 2012

    Scene: S2 is drinking water from a bottle, using a sippy cup top. He then proceeds to let all the water out of his mouth straight onto his shirt. This is after him going crazy jumping off the couch, trying to poke the cat (the same cat that he’s still wearing scars from), tossing apple sauce all over the dining room floor, and knocking things over with his dinosaur tail

    Me: He’s been acting like a drunken frat-boy ever since he got home
    S: Really, S2? What have you been doing
    S2: [lifts his already wet t-shirt]S: Well, now you’re acting more like a frat-girl

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