JP: Nana, are you going to keep the Corvette now or are you going to sell it?
Me: I think I will keep it for now. That way I can take you for a ride in it.
JP: Papa let me drive sometimes.
Me: He did?
JP: Well, he let me put one hand on the steering wheel and help. But you don’t have to go real fast like Papa. It might make you sick.
Me: You’re so good to me! Did you like it when Papa drove fast?
JP: Yeah, we would yell “Whee doggies” and laugh!
A tough act to follow…
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
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“Hate leaves ugly scars, love leaves beautiful ones.” ~Mignon McLaughlin Thinking of you.
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Thank you! The kids and grands keep me going!
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D, this is the most beautiful post I’ve read all day. JP is an amazing boy. He’ll always take good care of your heart, even when he doesn’t know it. ❤
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He is such a bright light in my life!
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Such a darling face!
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Isn’t he cute? He’s my best guy!
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Just adorable ‘
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Weee Doggies. That’s so wonderful. What a great memory to share. That JP is just wonderful.
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He and Paul were so close. He says sometimes he hears someone call his name at night and he thinks it’s papa. Who am I to disagree?
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So sweet.
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