When one has grandchildren (or small children) one no longer speaks of dogs and cats. They become puppy dogs and kitty cats. "Fruities" enter the language, as does string cheese.
Another amazing thing is how much leverage can come from a single piece of gum--thank you, Mr. Wrigley. I try to keep a fresh supply of your product in my purse at all times.
It is endearingly sweet to hear Maddie sing "Hosanna, hosanna" in her little voice with perfect pitch and in tune. Heaven must surely have a children's choir.
All this is worth moving to Nashville.
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