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This is who you were named after Grant. My grandfather. Who, in my opinion, is the sweetest little man you will ever know. He is very funny. Forgets everything. Never has his hearing aids turned up. Tells the same stories over and over and over again. If you were a girl I had planned on naming you after my beloved Grandmother June whom we lost two years ago. She was very special to me, and I miss her more then I could ever put into words.
But you were a beautiful boy. So I did the second best thing. I named you after the original Grandpa Mac.
Oh, this made me miss my grandpa. He never had his hearing aids turned up, either. Do your grandpa's aids whistle when you hug him?
ReplyDeleteYES!!!! I love that sound....
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