I'm miffed; Mom made a really big deal in her last post about Gregory being the best medicine for my grandparents while they recovered here at my house. Really? I beg to differ (and I'm really good at begging). What Mom forgets is that it was me who snuggled in their laps and napped right along with them when they needed companionship; not the little red-headed one! It was me who sat with them, day after day, while good health returned. I don't ask for much; just a little well-deserved recognition, that's all. Have you ever heard the term: "therapy toddler"? Of course you haven't, that would be silly. I'm here today to set the record straight. I don't have to say a word, I'll simply let the photo below provide the needed proof.
My grandparents are well again and today they're on their way back home.