Fibs my grandpa told me

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One of my grandfathers was of the 'children should be seen and not heard' school of thought. Hence, I have very little recollection of him at all, since he died when I was ten. I always escaped outside when the family visited them, and wandered the farm. He probably liked me a lot more for that than he would have had I stayed indoors. :rolleyes:

My other grandfather, however, liked kids. I 'drove' his tractor during the haying as a toddler by clinging to the steering wheel from his lap. I cut my feet on the teeth of the conveyor belt that took the hay bales up to the loft of the barn, as I snuck rides up there on it. I climbed fences, teased the cattle, raided the pea patch, snuck berries from the berry patch, you name it. He sang Hank Williams songs to me. :wub: He never told me one fib - it was ALL the truth ! ;) And, bless his heart, to the day he died, he was certain that my husband wasn't good enough for me. :lol:

I am not exactly a grandparent, but I am a godparent.

I am positively convinced that there will be no men good enough for my Goddaughter. I am already making plans on where to stash the bodies when the time comes. I am so happy that she thinks boys are icky.

I've told a fib to her though. I told her that the moon gets full because it is pregnant. When it gets very full, the full moon, it gives birth to a new star in the sky. And then it goes back to being normal.

And Pete and I agree on a great deal of things... No big deal. :blush: