Today my heart is very happy as I remember something my youngest grandson said seven years ago when he was three. He was at my house and watched Pooh's Heffalump Movie. In the movie, Lumpy's mom rescues Roo and then calls Roo, "Love". My grandson decided I should call him my, "Sweet Love"!
Now he is older I still call him my, "Sweet Shane", or "Dear, Sweet Shane", and even though he is a "grown up ten year old", he kindly tolerates my "names" for him. I am a very, very happy and thankful grandma!
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