This is not my Grandma. This IS my mom. Who is a Grandma. And a pretty darn good one, at that. This is her youngest grandson, who happens to be my youngest baby. Look how she's looking at him. Enjoying every minute of him. That's because she knows she gets to give him back to me and send us home later so she can enjoy her sleep and peace and quiet. And freedom. And I guess she deserves that. She has paid her "dues". Being a grandma must be lots of fun.
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