How can it be that our oldest granddaughter is eleven years old today? I remember so vividly when she was born and where I was sitting when it first really hit me that I was a grandmother. She has truly been a blessing from God. This weekend we celebrated her birthday. We made dirt cake complete with gummy worms, ate lunch with her at school, were there for her spend the night party, and watched her open her gifts. Having a grandchild taught me the meaning of another kind of deep love. I never knew how much I'd love my grandchildren and it all started with her, our first one. Thank you, God, for blessing our family with this precious child.
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