All the grandkids used to stay at Nana’s over the weekend- particularly when we were younger and I think that is part of the reason we became so close. One particular time I was staying at Nana’s- and it was in the morning- she was probably cooking. So deep in the misdt of sleep (I was about 8) i just feel a BAM in my face, near my eye and forehead. Open up my eyes, dazed and confused, I wake up to see Stefanie’s big “y’eye” (eyes) staring down at me, with a boot in her hand. I ran screaming to the kitchen for Nana to explain that she’s only three and that she’d hit me with it to wake me up as she loved me so much she wanted to play with meHow can I blame her for that?! Well no one else could have got away with that type of reasoning there, but coming from Nana, it worked!
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