Gramma Rosie and Grampa Jimmy started off in a state of disarray because both of them had missing underwear. For the life of me, I don't understand why grownups panic over such things. I said, "look in Mom and Dad's room," but Gramma said, "No Alexandra, it wouldn't be in there." Once again she was wrong because the cleaning lady put her things in with ours and sure enough, all the missing pieces were located so we could get on with our lives.
Today we went to gymnastics during open gym and Drew and I showed off for everyone. I learned to do the seat and knee drop and Drew learned to bounce on his own. He had a hard time because he wouldn't let go of his ball, but he had fun just the same. When we got back, Drew took a nap. Gramma and I got out the art stuff and she hustled around cleaning up after me as I did my masterpieces. Then Grampa and I played games on his ipad. I know more about it than he does, but I let him show me a few things so he won't feel so far behind what Gramma Rosie calls, "the eight ball."
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