In the summer of 1986, we had the pleasure of having Scott, Michael and Jason stay two months with us to give their mom a break. This was just before Jason's second birthday and he was still in diapers. He hated to have his diaper changed no matter how gross it happened to be and there was always a struggle to change him. I had him lying on the floor in an upstairs bedroom and trying desperately to hold him down and change his diaper. I had almost reached my boiling point and I raised my hand to give him a little spat. With my hand raised, I looked down at him. He seized the moment and looked up at me with those adorable eyes and said; "I wove you too, Grandma." Needless to say, the spat turned into a hug and Jason became even more dear to me.
Grandma Brown
Grandma Brown
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