Happy. The kids are sending pictures of me and my new grandbaby. I'm letting them take them because sometimes there are more important things than hiding one's fat. My son was kind enough to crop and photo shop out the worst of it, at in least those he's sending me, but he's still taunting me by keeping the real ones untouched for everyone else to look at. I warned him – I won't forget this. Your day will come. And when it does - no whining!
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