Ally spent the day with me this past Saturday. The whole day, just me and Ally. This was not an uncommon occurrence prior to Ava's birth, but it is a rare happening since Ava has arrived.
Ally called me at 8:30am to remind me that Papa promised her a special day with Guga. (She had no idea that we got home at 2:30am the night before and Guga was still suffering the effects of a "Vodka Luge"). I told her I was anxiously awaiting her arrival and proceeded to get out of bed and into a long, hot shower. Papa rolled over and pulled the covers over his head.
We had the nicest day together. We went to Michael's and bought a special project that she wanted and we worked on it all day together. We went out to lunch and just talked and talked. Papa said we sounded like 2 birds chirping. We were together for 7 hours and never once turned on the television. When I finally took her home, she held on for the biggest hug.
There is something special about being the first grandchild. There is something speical in being a grandmother for the first time. Ally and I have a bond that cannot be explained. I love Ava and I will love all future (God willing) grandchildren - but nothing will compare to what Ally and I share. This relationship is truly one of life's greatest treasures.
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