Grandma and Daddo's

Sunday, January 18- Andrew called me and acted like he was calling around to give a survey about mustaches in America. He helped me achieve some things I’ve wanted to do before I die: skydiving, marriage (yes he did propose), babies (oh wait, he said he couldn’t help me with that). If we had kids they would all be “A” name babies anyway. On the elevator in the hospital, he thought about kissing me and I put my head on his shoulder in the hospital room. I drove us to Grandma and Daddo’s house. Everyone was so close and I realized that the cousins are best friends and I love being with them because they are so crazy and fun. He stroked my hair a bit and told me that it is absolutely beautiful and I can’t cut it. We played footsy and played his guitar as a drum. We sang “Quando, Quando, Quando” in the car. That’s when I fell really hard. That was right after he reminded me by quizzing me to know if I remember the first thing he told me (that I am beautiful). Little did he know that I have a memory like a steel trap.