Well, it's happened. We knew this day was coming but certainly didn't think it would be so soon. That's right. The grandkids don't need us any more. Their previously doting mother, your daughter, left G home alone this morning while she and Bellaboo went to B's dentist appointment. And when in my shock and consternation I brought up the likelihood that these children appeared to require gubment intervention, your daughter responded in a most unladylike way. Much like, I guess, you or your other daughter might respond. (They sure didn't get those mouths from me.)
Oh well, it'll be just that more time we have to spend on the boat, and we can bump that decimal point in the groceries budget over one place to the left, since they'll be at their own house, ravaging their parents' pantry like a plague of locusts.
I'll miss them, some day. Probably.
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