Nugget is here

I'm a grandmother. 

After an awful flight, and I do mean awful, I finally got to meet Nugget. 

Did I mention I'm a GRANDMOTHER?

Never to be called Granny, Nana or any of that. 

I shall be Mayzee.

It sounds more fun to me. 

I never was a grandmother before. 

It sounds weird, but I love it. 

Little Avy is too cute for the room.

She is teensy!

Has beautiful skin.

And gives the best snuggles. 

She seems to be a content little Nugget. 

I got to hold her for hours yesterday. 

I love her little squeaky noises.

And her silly faces. 

And the smell of her head. 

And her sweet little hands.

And her mouth. 

And I love to swoop her hair into a curl on top of her head...

Kinda like a Mohawk, only wispy and adorable. 

I pray one day we will be besties. 

And that she will love spending time with me. 

I feel so lucky to call her my granddaughter. 

In other news, upon returning home after my first Nugget visit, I washed my face.

While patting myself dry, I discovered a GRAY CHINHAIR!

Of course I did. 

As if chin hairs weren't bad enough, they have to turn gray?

God is definitely a man. 

Keep Kindness Folks!