Most days, after VBoMS, we would stay at Grandmother's and play before heading home. The girls also helped harvest some vegetables.
It amazes me how she is such a "little girl" now. No signs of baby, toddler, nothing.
Little Miss - I think I will always treat her like a baby, but honestly there isn't much baby left in her either.
The only memory I have of my MoMo (my Mom's Mom) was picking weeds in the garden. She passed away when I was 3, so any memory is special to me. And I'm sure somewhere, someone has this exact same picture of me bent over in the garden with my MoMo. This teaches me that some things never change and eventually we all turn into our Mother, which is just fine with me.
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