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littlered

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My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him 72. My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, "Did you start at 1?"


I was in the bathroom, putting on my makeup, under the watchful eyes of my granddaughter, as I'd done many times before. After I applied my lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, "But Grandma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye?" I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper good-bye...


I didn't know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out something and ask what color it was. She would tell me and was always correct. It was fun for me, so I continued. At last, as she headed for the door saying, "Grandma, I really think you should try to figure out some of these colors yourself!"
 
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You made me laugh out loud. I love my grandchildren.
 
the 'did you start at 1' joke really has made me laugh so many times!
 
After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three year old say with a trembling voice, "Who was THAT?"


A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what her own childhood was like. "We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods." The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this all in. At last she said, "I sure wish I'd gotten to know your sooner!"


My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, "Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?" I mentally polished my halo and I said, "No, how are we alike?" "You are both old," he replied.


A little girl was diligently pounding away on her grandfather's work processor. She told him she was writing a story. "What's it about?" he asked. "I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."


When my grandson Billy and I entered our vacation cabin, we kept the light off until we were inside to keep from attracting pesky insects. Still a few fireflies followed us in. Noticing them before I did, Billy whispered, "It's no use Grandpa. Now the mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights!"
 
oh no mosquitos with flashlights - too much :lol:
 
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