Lily and I were standing in line at the pharmacy and the woman behind us started talking to Lily. At first, she seemed really sweet. Then things went south in a hurry! I started hearing questions like, "Are you having fun with Grandmom today?", "Does Grandmom want you to keep your coat on?" You get the idea.
After several "grandmom" comments I said, "Oh, I'm not her grandmother. I'm her mother." To which the woman replied, "Wow! Aren't you brave." What????? Obviously this woman didn't read my PMS post from yesterday! She's lucky she got away with her life ;-).
Trust me, I know I'm old enough to be a grandmother...but, come on people! The Guiness World Book of Records is hardly beating down my door looking to interview "The Oldest First Time Mother In History!"
Please people. Stop calling Mommy my grandmom...it makes her really fussy!
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TJ: Aunt Joan and I had to ride the streetcar to Holy Redeemer and it passed by our back yard. Mimi would sometimes be out there with Aunt Teresa, and one day a lady said to us, how nice it was to have your grandmother wave to you.
So honey it has been and will be going on for years.
Not to be disrespectful to my mother but you look 150% better than she did. You are beautiful and youthful.
Love Aunt Lala
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