Can I Speak To Wilford Please

Oh, no, crumb. It’s the adult again. Dare I ask for a grandchild? I don’t really want to speak to anyone else. Would it be rude? Who cares? Can I please speak to Wilford? Mom, Wilford is only 7 months old. I know, but I want to hear that baby gurgle today. I need it. Oh, good grief. We’ll Face time you in 20. The next 19 minutes crawl by, seem more like 19 hours. Aha! Face time works. I get to see the baby. If you do not have a grandchild yet, you have no idea how Precious every second becomes after they arrive. And I have ten of them; TEN! My cup runneth over the kitchen table, onto the floor, and out The door where six grandchildren are waiting with water guns To spray grandma. Because I squeal and shriek and jump up and down and dunk Them into garbage cans full of water, and grandchildren love that!