Grandpa ~ Are you gonna come see me for Thanksgiving?
Violet ~ Yes sir.
Grandpa ~ You are? Well, what kind of pies do you want me to make for you?
Violet ~ Buttermilk! (per Mommy's request of course)
Grandpa ~ Buttermilk pie! You don't want a pecan pie?
Violet ~ Yes please.
Grandpa ~ So, you want a buttermilk pie and a pecan pie?
Violet ~ Yes please. And pumpkin too!
Laughter was all I could hear on either end of the phone after this conversation. Guess we're going to have a major sugar rush after our Thanksgiving meal because Grandpa isn't capable of telling his granddaughter no.
4 comments:
LOL! Ahhh...sounds like it's just the way it should be! hee hee.
Wow, so polite. She did mom proud didn't she?
Hey, thanks for visiting my blog. :)
Oh yes! I'm salivating just thinking about it. The eight hour drive will be torture. My Daddy makes the best pies and my Mom makes my Great Granny's homemade dressing. OMG! I can't wait!!!
Kimberly ~ yes, I'm very proud of her. We've worked hard with Violet on her manners.
My pleasure. I'll be back for another visit. You've got some amazing photos.
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