3 Days

And counting. Buby's grandma will be here in 3 short days! She only visits Buby Land a couple of times a year... usually only once by herself, and that trip is a week. During this time, she makes me laugh when I least expect it. She makes Buby giggle and grin incessantly. She makes my husband the best comfort foods. So we all get a little spoiled by her presence.

My mom and I are such opposites on so many levels, and exactly the same person on so many others. Having her here is not like having a house guest. It's like having a play date slumber party. She knows how to tell a real good story {no matter the subject}, so I ask her to repeat some of my favorite stories again and again... because I like how she tells them.

She warned me today that she packed early... but certainly not lightly. Already I've heard she has a box of shoes {I told her flip-flips and sneaks is all she'll need}, a box of old photo albums {per my request}, a box of cooking supplies {my rolling pin just doesn't cut it} all ready to go. Oh boy! We talk everyday. I don't know how to edit my conversations with her. And she occasionally jokes, "Oh, now we won't have anything good to talk about when I visit." No worries, Mom, I doubt we'll ever run out of good things to talk about.

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