Tonight your youngest grandchild is going to go to bed one and wake up two. I've had two years to get to know this amazing little person.
She is joy, mischief, wonder, temper, dependence and independence.
She's so fearless sometimes my heart stops and so brave it skips a beat.
She loves birds, berries, cheese, swimming, shoes, purses and raw flour.
She'll take calls from the Backyardigans, but not a real person.
Sometimes I don't know which is harder to fathom: how long she's been here or how long you've been gone. I'm so sad that you haven't met her, because you would love her. And I know she would love you.
16 hours ago