Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever. A garden of Love grows in a Grandmother’s heart. A grandmother is a little bit parent, a little bit teacher, and a little bit best friend. ~Author Unknown
Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever. A garden of Love grows in a Grandmother’s heart. A grandmother is a little bit parent, a little bit teacher, and a little bit best friend. ~Author Unknown
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