An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
On This Day In History….
Oh…I have been dreading this. sigh… On 2 August 1992, my very first granddaughter, aka Jr, was born. Lord, she was a funny looking thing. And one HUGE surprise as I was NO WHERE near old enough to be a grandmother. Thanks Brat! 
Now, she is a whopping 20 years old, and a mother herself. Both myself, and Brat have already cursed her with the infamous ‘mother’s curse’. Heh.
I am sitting here, thinking back to when she was just a little tyke…sweet as they come, with a ready smile, and laughter. I don’t know what happened, but they do change sometimes, don’t they. 
She was so literal! When I’d tell her to pick up her feet when she was walking….she did! She reached down and picked up her feet. I know I shouldn’t have laughed when she landed on her hind end, but ya know….some things, ya just can’t help. Then, there was that time she decided she wanted to put on makeup, just like I did. Well, she didn’t have any, obviously, since she was all of 3 or 4. So, she found a black magic marker. Oh, I wish I could find that picture!!!! I know I have it somewhere, but… sigh… Think clown….without the extra colors.
I’m sure I could come up with a few more embarrassing stories, but let’s leave it at that. 
And on that note, I think I’ll crawl back in bed, cover my head, and forget that the older SHE gets….the older I get. sigh…
