Kylee, you are a treasure to Gran and Pops. My heart is full of precious memories while I was healing from my broken arm. I loved waking up to your soft little knock on my door as you called out "Gran, Gran." If I was not quick enough, the door knob would start twisting as you were anxious to come in and give me a hug. Then I love to watch you at night as you lay on my lap, on the couch next me or even on your Mom's lap going to sleep. The beautiful picture of you curled up next to your Mom and Kenna is vivid in my mind as the image of love. You entertain me by jumping on the bed laughing your happy laugh. It is fun to listen to you talk, because you talk so "grown up". I love to watch you talk because your face is so expressive in the cutest way. I love singing "Daisy, Daisy" with you. It is your favorite song. I can still hear you saying, "Gran, your booboo hurt? You sad?" Especially fun was when you (and sometimes Chloe) rubbed lotion on my legs. You were a grand caregiver so much like your Mom and your great aunt Carol Jeanne. Gran loves Kylee, Gran love Kylee, Gran loves Kylee, very, very much!
Kenna, you are a delight to Gran and Pops. You radiate joy wherever you are. Those wide, unblinking eyes sparkle with fun and zest for life. Not to be outdone by your sister, you are quite the babbler. You have even started singing with us. You do not even need words, because you make such an array of sounds that say when you are happy and when you are not. We definitely know how you feel about what is going on. Mostly you talk happy talk though. It is funny how you can get louder so you are heard over other noise. I love it when you put your ear right up to my mouth when I sing to you. It is so cuddly. You have the jolliest laugh that makes everyone happy around you. It is perfect to hold you all swaddled. When you are all still, quiet and covered up, I love to pick up the blanket draped over your head to see you. Often your eyes are looking right back at me and give me that special little-half-smile so much like your Mom's and your Great Granddad's (Gran's Dad). Gran loves Kenna, Gran loves Kenna, Gran loves Kenna, very, very much!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
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