Genes are funny, aren't they?

Kay'Lee is one of my 18 great-grandchildren. She's my grandson's daughter. I love being around her because she reminds me a lot of me when I was her age. Not all of it is good--she's bossy like I was bossy.

She looks a lot like her dad's mom, especially around the eyes, and she inherited both her mom's and dad's curly hair.

Her imagination is great--she is able to play all by herself with a few props. Once while I was working in my office, she managed to put together a few things, stood by a dresser and pretended she was one of those gals who take orders at the window of a fast food restaurant.

Another time, she made the little closet under the stairs her office, using a lot of my used paper, a marking pen and a stapler to do all sorts of things. I could hear her talking away and at times she'd come and include me in her fantasy.

Of course it made me smile, I did so many of the same things when I was her age.

Now, what I am hoping is that she inherited the best genes from all of her family members.

She's growing up quickly and probably won't have too much more time for her great-grandma. I'm just happy I can be as much a part of her life as I am.

Marilyn
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