
I barely got this done. I was working on it right up to the night before her birthday. I fibbed and told her that it was for her Opa and that I was working hard to finish it. When she went to bed on the night before I told here I would leave a present on her bed to open first thing in the morning. I finished the blanket and laid it atop her while she was sleeping, looking like an angel.
Well, she came and woke me in the morning, with a frown and announced that there was no present on her bed. I told her, are you sure? go look again, she looked at me like I was crazy and went to look and stomped back up the stairs and informed me......that there really wasn't a present on her bed. By this time I was having a hard time hold back my laughter and she was getting upset with me. So I asked her what blanket did she sleep with last night and asked her to go look and tell me..... a few seconds later I heard a squeal of delight and she came running upstairs with her big girl blanket, looked me in the eye and asked me how did I know that she liked pink?
I told her Grammas just know things like that.
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