Toys every where, watch where you walk, and trying to understand what they say when they talk.
One wants a bottle, another a doll. One needs changing while ones on the crawl. Look at me, play with me, do you want to draw? One wants a snack, the other a ball. One wants to hug while another is about to fall.
Hold me, rock me, sing to me, read to me! There use to be one and now there are three but Nana and Papa wouldn't change a thing and we can't get enough of the of joy and love our Grands have to bring!
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