For Spring Break, Greyson, Mama, Trant, and I went to Mom's (my grandmother) house in Texas. It's funny how everytime I go there, I think about my childhood and things that made going to my grandparent's house special. Sometimes it seems like yesterday I was running around their yard...It's so neat to see my child doing the same things that I remember doing not too long ago.. I don't know if he'll ever know how much that place means to me,but it looks like we're off to a good start.....
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sweet sweet memories. Glad you get to share that with Greyson.
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