I Scream for Ice Cream!

by - May 02, 2010

My grandmother, had she lived long enough to see Reagan in action, would have called her a Hot Sketch. Mike calls her a Piece of Work. Even today after church a lady that doesn't even know her very well called her a Live Wire. I just call her SASSY. I've always blamed it on her Titi Omi (Mike's sister, who has made it her life mission to teach her neices how to be divas). But no matter what you call it or where it came from, sometimes it's just downright funny.

On Friday she left her father an "Electronic Letter," a term I was unfamiliar with, but most assuredly was not original with her.

I couldn't figure out how to embed it into the post, but if you click the link you can open the file and listen to the electornic letter. I promise it's worth the extra effort.


Can I just say here that this baby was addressed to her father -- not me -- because he's the Softy around here....See?

I can't say I blame him. What's life without a little ice cream and sassiness now and again?

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