I Am a Grandmother For the First Time

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    Over The Moon

    This child changes my brain chemistry. His sweetness makes me weep. His trust and innocense make me ponder the face of God. He smells like cookies. He calls me "granny" and I am his. He makes me swoon with love.
    hillbillycrone hillbillycrone
    56-60, F
    5 Responses Jun 23, 2011
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