December! My goodness!
The other day my sister put a new profile picture up on her Facebook account, I think it’s her first Christmas at about 4-5 months old (either that or she looks like a flopsy 16 mth old). It’s me, her and our grandparents at Christmas. I was showing JB and we started talking about Christmases and our families; I was telling him stories about my maternal grandmother. She’s 92 now and lives in a home. But growing up she lived alone in the house my mother grew up in. I used to call her “one nanny” - as opposed to my paternal grandparents who were both alive and well and the house was always busy. I was telling JB that I think Nan would have liked him a lot, and he would have gotten lots of compliments on how handsome he is. And that probably would have also came with big ol’ kisses and squeezes! Her house had a nan-house smell, and I remember there always being cookies and snacks in the cupboards and in a cookie jar. She had an old fridge and always 2 litres of soda! Or "big boss" as my whole family calls them haha! My dad said once the first time he ever saw packaged store-bought cookies was at my nan’s house, and he was 15-16 when he started banging around down there. Nan was loud and seemed to enjoy company and was busy up until she couldn’t be busy anymore. I remember watching old videos my uncle had, there wasn’t even any sound on them. She was chewing gum and appeared to be yelling out things – it was a winter and at one point flung my cousin (now pushing 40) up on a snow bank. Well, she was having a good time that’s the main thing!
Also I put our Christmas tree up and other decorations. Still need to put on all the tree bulbs!
Happy holidays!!
-AB
