The Median Sib

Pretty Grandma Carol

Sweet Stuff and Sunshine went to Sunday School and church with us yesterday. During the last hymn, I was aware that Sweet Stuff was looking up at me. So I smiled at her. When the song was over, she whispered in my ear, “You’re pretty, Grandma Carol.”

Now I had a boyfriend once whose nickname for me was “Pretty” and I’ve had my share of compliments. However, there has never been a compliment that touched my heart and made me feel better about myself than those sincere and heartfelt words from Sweet Stuff. It doesn’t matter what I look like to anyone else. To my precious Sweet Stuff, I am pretty.

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5 Responses to “Pretty Grandma Carol”

Joan Says:
August 7th, 2007 at 4:32 am
Sweet!
Jane Says:
August 7th, 2007 at 6:31 am
Now that will warm you heart!!! Sweet Stuff is correct, you are pretty Grandma Carol.
ruth Says:
August 10th, 2007 at 8:20 pm
I agree with Sweet Stuff. You have been pretty (and sweet) from the day of your birth!
Lyn Says:
August 15th, 2007 at 3:45 am
How Sweet! Children are so honest and sincere! What a loving, sweet girls Sweet Stuff is!
Dallas Meow Says:
August 16th, 2007 at 7:57 pm
ahhhh
I suddenly look forward to grandchildren.
so sweet.
Alone on a Limb Says:
August 31st, 2007 at 1:40 am
The Miss Rumphius Effect? Learn about Biden, Barack, and - shoot — Help blue the whole country at Swing State. Learn how to vote while you play a Cold Flute, and Oh!Pinion will show how to punctuate. The Median Sib’sgrandgirls are cute. Joan’s paint their fingers and toesies. (The Sleepless Juggler has turned quite mute, so Joan tells all at her Daddy’s Roses.) Julie, swings from Pines Above Snow, And walks in the steps of Ms Carson