Tuesday, March 6, 2012

THE HEART


This is how I make the heart.


This is how my white haired Grandma Wood makes the heart.
She insisted on showing me what I mean to her.

I think hers might be anatomically correct.

Either way, I think we all know this translates into: I'm her favorite.


10 comments:

Natalie said...

Oh my goodness!!! This is the most precious thing ever!!! What a treasure!!!

Kristina P. said...

She is adorable!

Kay said...

It's ok. You can be her favorite granddaughter. As long as she can be my favorite Aunt. She and Aunt Lamar are adorable. Way to go!

Julianna said...

That. Is. Awesome.

:)

It makes my heart smile.

Vanessa said...

That is sooo cute.

Ali Handrahan Ables said...

I have to share a story about your grandma. We moved to Clifton, ID about 17 years ago and lived there for about 6 months. Your sweet grandma was in our ward. I don't think that she knew that we were friends of your family or not but she was so amazing. So many of the people up there wouldn't even talk to us and would move away is we sat by them at church, but your grandma was never like that. She always talked to me and would include me when I was at church. I don't think she knew how much that meant to me! I was struggling so much at that time. Our oldest was only one and I still looked like I was 14. She never seemed to act like that mattered. She is a truly wonderful woman and you are so lucky to have her as a grandma!

Vern said...

Yours isn't bad, but Grandma's is better. Kinda by a lot.

Mimi Sue said...

Well of course you're her favorite. You're everyones favorite! So sorry to hear about Tanner. Such a hard thing to go through. Makes everyone not take things for granted. Prayers. Mimi

Just a bed of roses said...

Your probably just like her, that's why your the favorite.

Anonymous said...

I love Grandma. She is so amazing!
-Mal