i love my family. like forreal. my family is awesome! and i love all of my family, so very much... but this particular thought is about my grandma margert.
growing up, I can remember spending the night at her house. I LOVED spending the night at grandma's house, because we got bedtime snacks. now, when i was little i called the bed-night snacks. but we always got to have a snack around 10. which was WAYYYY past my bedtime. i always would request a chocolate milk shake. which was hand made of course. Grandma would have vanilla ice cream, add some milk, and ALOT of chocolate syrup, and stir until all the ice cream was smooth, and milky.
So, as i just stood in my kitchen making me some chocolate milk (the legit kind with chocolate syrup, not Nesquick, which is grosssss!!!) i had an overwelming urge to call up my fabulous grandmother and tell her i love her. but since it is now 12:26 in the morning, i will wait.
moral of the story, if you don't have a grandma like mine, you are missin out!
Oh....the famous milkshake! You can thank me for this fabulous treat! Grandma Margaret was making these for me long before you were around....perks of being the oldest granddaughter!! The only difference is that she made mine chunky so you almost couldn't slurp it up the straw. Either way, they are soooo good. She always put mine in that brown cup...do you know the one I mean?
ReplyDelete(And it's probably a good thing you didn't call, since you would have also woken up your dear aunt and uncle too!!)
I Love you!!