I remember how my grandma would pretend not to see when I’d sneak a taste of cookie dough or raw chicken, and whenever we had a contest to see who could pee the farthest, she always let me win. Grandma had so much love to give to so many people that it seemed kind of worthless and cheap.
Dan Liebert, Verbal Cartoonist
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Grandma’s Love.
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