I don't want either of my grandmothers to feel that they aren't working hard enough for me, but .... a fabulous life doesn't just happen, you know. Like a Hollywood movie, it requires a cast of "little people" to make the magic work*... it requires, in my humble opinion, a flying granny nanny or two.
In other news, I am sick. (If you work for Georgia DFCS, please stop reading. Now. Thank you.) I had a 102 degree temperature last night, but Mom thought she had just cranked up the heater too high, so she tried blowing on my back to cool me down. Best idea she's had since she put Vaseline and cornstarch in my hair. Good times, good times!
I am going to pull through thanks to a miracle drug called Tylenol, but I may need a granny nanny to save me from my parents...
--Maddie
* -- No, not little like me. I am large in spirit.
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