The Tropicana Grandma
If you don’t look like this while eating a cinnamon roll, you’re doing it wrong.
But wait, it’s possible that her cinnamon roll experience was heightened just a bit BECAUSE GRANDMA IS HERE!
HI GRANDMA!!
Oh, we are just smitten that you’re here in St. Pete for the weekend with us!
She drove down from my sister’s house in Georgia to see us, after flying in for the next several weeks to care for Morgan as she recovers from brain surgery (she’s recovering well and finally has some relief from a litany of symptoms over the past decade caused by a malformation in her brain stem!!).
We wanted Grandma to experience The Trop, but Saturday’s game began at four, which coincided *im*perfectly with nap time. We’d never make the game otherwise, so we were prepared to leave early if necessary. Thankfully Molly was able to fall asleep in my arms and even transferred to the stroller without waking up!
We’re a bunch of happy people.
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