I got to spend Mother's Day with my mother and grandmother, which rarely happens, so it was pretty memorable. We had a wonderful brunch thanks to Neena, and enjoyed a typical Packer get together, which includes eating, Grandma getting her feet rubbed by Sheryl, and then Grandpa telling us stories which always start out with "When I was a boy . . . . ."
I love Grandpa's stories. My favorite is the one that starts out "I remember the day I was born . . . ." And then Grandma says "Oh Nathan!" They are so funny. Grandma brought an albumn she made of all the letters her grandkids had written her, which was so fun to read almost 20-30 years later!
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