Monday, January 9, 2012

The Year Grandma Stopped Loving You

During our Christmas Eve gift exchange, my sister-in-law pointed out the tag on her gift, saying: "To Jennie.  Mom and Dad".  No "Love, Mom and Dad?"  Really?  *quietly*  I used to be your favorite...

This caused our evening to take a most entertaining turn.  We were no longer so curious to find out what we'd been given, but much more intent to find out whether or not it was given "with love".  It became the mission of one and all to answer the question "Where's the love?" as we hungrily tore through the gifts from my mother and father-in-law to see how our cards were signed and find out whether or not we, too, were among The Beloved.

We used that one piece of hilarity to propel us through the rest of the night.

I'm happy to report that every one of the grandchildren got the coveted Golden Ticket of "Love, Grandma and Grandpa".

All adults in the room were gifted with a lukewarm "Mom and Dad".

This will make next year very interesting as it seems everyone's back in the running for Favorite.  It's so gonna be ME!

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