My grandmother is amazing. She and my mom came into town a couple of days ago, and while Mom was attending her computer course downtown, Grandma kicked into action here at the homestead. My laundry: all clean and folded. My bathrooms: scrubbed. My floor: mopped. My kids: bathed in adulation. The woman is 75 and she kicks my ass.
In addition to her many other skills, Grandma doesn't make me feel totally inadequate while she's doing all my housework. I was shamed when she asked for a toilet brush, and bleated something about how I'd scrubbed one toilet, but hadn't had a chance to do the others yet. You know what she said? She said, "Don't you worry, you just keep doing a wonderful job raising those sweet little boys." I think that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. I love that woman.
Rock on, Nan. You da bomb.
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