Alden Says

Alden is sitting on the floor, looking dreamy and sweet. Damon, Mom and I are arranged on various couches.

Me: Alden, I love you.
Alden: No, Grammy love me. Graaaaaaaaamy! I looooooove you!

Jerk.

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8 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Anonymous on January 16, 2010 at 4:54 am

    I remember when the Mini was little, that would have broken my heart, but now that he’s older and there’s two, I’m like, “pfft, fine whatever, I need the break. Go love Gramma more than me.”
    Because you know they’ll always be back.
    -Statia

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  2. Posted by Anonymous on January 16, 2010 at 4:54 am

    I remember when the Mini was little, that would have broken my heart, but now that he’s older and there’s two, I’m like, “pfft, fine whatever, I need the break. Go love Gramma more than me.”
    Because you know they’ll always be back.
    -Statia

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  3. Children. First they walk on your heart. Eventually they walk on your wallet.

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  4. Children. First they walk on your heart. Eventually they walk on your wallet.

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  5. I hear you. I say, “Oh, I love my boy,” and he says, “Noooo! I’m GRANDMA’S boy!” Brainwashing, man.

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  6. I hear you. I say, “Oh, I love my boy,” and he says, “Noooo! I’m GRANDMA’S boy!” Brainwashing, man.

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  7. Yeah, kid, I’ll remember that next time you call for me in the middle of the night because you crapped your pants.

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  8. Yeah, kid, I’ll remember that next time you call for me in the middle of the night because you crapped your pants.

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