Tied in knot’s as usual.
We welcomed in the New Year last night — just like we like. Alone (except for Bruce, Hot Wheelz’ dog), falling asleep to a movie. And they say we’re too old to celebrate.
“Hi, Yaya,” said the little voice on the end of the phone this morning.
“Who’s this?” I asked.
“It’s Maddo,” said the little voice. “I call you.”
“Grandma,” said the Worm when she grabbed the phone, “I can ride a two-wheeler now without training wheels. Only I need to work on turns and balance.”
“Why?” I asked.
“She’s a tree hugger,” I heard from the Bug in the background. “She keeps running into cars and trees.”
“I talk to Yaya,” screeched the littlest one. He wasn’t happy he lost his turn on the phone.
It’s going to be a good year. I can tell.
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