Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
I happily and confidently reestablish my strategic position, as I have hundreds of times. From this special perch, we are again committed co-conspirators, defending the highly treasured (if sea-slogged) Crabby Patty secret.
We are best friends and buddies. He listens to me. He hears me. He should act his age, but instead, gleefully joins in my juvenile jousts. Without a word, his smiles are heard and together we mount our offense.
He is “…amazing…” and Grandma finally surrenders, scooping out the spoils of this battle; ice cream cones. My Grandpa loves coffee ice cream.
I’m a vanilla man, myself!
In response to the Velvet Verbosity 100-word challenge (www.Velvetverbosity.com) Prompt: “Listen”.
You really highlight that bond between a grandfather and his grandchildren, especially a grandson. Thank you for sharing, and for the addition of the photos to tell the story. 🙂
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How great! I love Grandpa stories.
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I love that the little boy’s is the voice in this. 🙂
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And a cute little voice it is, especially when he asks so politely for a vanilla ice cream cone. Thanks…this one is from the heart. Joanne
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Grandpas are very cool. Love the line about being co-conspirators.
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And it is true! They are best buds! Thanks, Tara
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That little boy is the cutest boy I’ve ever seen in my life. Actually, he ties with another boy who is also the cutest boy I’ve ever seen in my life.
Well said. Best buds!
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Yes – he (they) are so cute, I had a hard time deciding which pictures to publish. They brighten my days, always. Thank you for them!
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