Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Ice Cream "Potty"

Dear Grandma,
I remember so many fond times we had together.  One of which was our ice cream "potties" (parties - I think we said it "potty" to sound like we had accents).  Nobody was invited except for you, me and Heidi.  We would sit at the kitchen counter on the wooden bar stools, close the shutters that divided the kitchen from the living room and partake of ice cream in little plastic pastel colored dishes.  We giggled and whispered... it was really special.  It was our bonding time with you - no "real" adults allowed!


Memories are sweet....

Love,
H

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