feasts

When I was a kid, there was nothing I loved more than going to visit my grandparents. Usually, the three of us kids would hide in the back seat of the car while my parents went to the door & alerted the grandparents of our arrival. Then my mother would proceed to inform them that the kids had all stayed at home. Of course Grandmother would act disappointed and that was our cue to pop up and wildly greet them.

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