Today's post office line was unusually long, and once we got inside the door, we were behind two grandmas. Our exchange went something like this.
Grandma 1 to both children, but Precious thought she was talking only to Bubby: "You are so cute! I'm going to take you home with me! I need a little one to love on."
Precious, to G1: "I'm his sister; I can feed him." (meaning I need to come along, too?) Grandmas both die laughing. Then, "Bubby is sweet, he screams at me when I grab him and don't let him go."
Grandma 2, still laughing: "You just never know what they're thinking until they open their mouths."
New Mommy to G2: "At least with her, there aren't too many mysteries."
Grandma 1 to both children, but Precious thought she was talking only to Bubby: "You are so cute! I'm going to take you home with me! I need a little one to love on."
Precious, to G1: "I'm his sister; I can feed him." (meaning I need to come along, too?) Grandmas both die laughing. Then, "Bubby is sweet, he screams at me when I grab him and don't let him go."
Grandma 2, still laughing: "You just never know what they're thinking until they open their mouths."
New Mommy to G2: "At least with her, there aren't too many mysteries."
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