Seeing her beloved grandchild brings pure bliss. A smile, a hug, and a kiss later, she’s on the floor playing games- toys strewn everywhere. Laughter, giggles, even an occasional squeal- not sure who’s the loudest.
Pizza under a homemade fort. Rules don’t apply here. These co-conspirators hold out for milk and cookies. Plots of extending bedtime already underway. No doubt they’ll be successful. Rumor has it, they’ve never lost a battle.