Papa likes to play a game with me. he throws his dirty, grimey baseball hat onto my head. and in anticipation, i smile and giggle. then i pull the hat off, hand it over, and we do it all over again, giggling all the while. Papa and Nana think it's really funny. i guess it's more like a game that i play for them. whatever i can do to keep them from crying, you know? by the way, did you check out the cleavage in this pic? pretty hot grandma, don't you think?
Saturday, October 3, 2009
the Hat Game
Papa likes to play a game with me. he throws his dirty, grimey baseball hat onto my head. and in anticipation, i smile and giggle. then i pull the hat off, hand it over, and we do it all over again, giggling all the while. Papa and Nana think it's really funny. i guess it's more like a game that i play for them. whatever i can do to keep them from crying, you know? by the way, did you check out the cleavage in this pic? pretty hot grandma, don't you think?
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