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Thursday, December 19, 2013

The two "Yammas"

I'm "Yamma" and she's "Yamma".  Our grandson has given both his maternal and paternal grandmothers the same name, although he knows we are different "Yammas".  Last night we celebrated his second birthday here and he was in fine fettle, albeit a tad under-the-weather.  Daycare germs are immortal.

Grandson knows all about this Yamma's house, where everything is, how things need to be, where his room is, what keys of the jumble in the hall start Yamma's car, which lock the house, just as I am sure he knows everything about his other Yamma's house and habits.  Sentences have now stretched to three and four words.  He's a delight.  Took him for his second annual visit to Santa and he was rarin' to go.  Many other kids were crying and squirming, meaning that the parents had just wasted $40, but he was all smiles.  Last year he had no clue who the big guy in the red suit was, but this year Santa is the cat's meow. 


Merry Christmas to all my followers and readers!
 

 

2 comments:

  1. What a j oyous little boy. That picture should be on a Christmas Card it is so perfect. How well adjusted and happy is that little MAN!. I always wished for 6 boys!!
    You have yourselves a wonderful, happy, and holy
    Christmas. Am off tomorrow (God Willing going to freeze rain!!)!!!! Hope the plane goes - but one never knows. Leave here at 7:30a.m.!!!!! Will call when I come back the 30th. Love to the family, god Bless,
    Barbara.

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  2. Yes, he is quite the boy! Today we made mac and cheese together at his house in Cochrane -- can't lose with that meal.

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