Grandpa and Grandma’s was so very cozy, I felt guilty sleeping the day away and when I wake up there she is clinking around the kitchen nudging grapefruit halves and buttered pieces of toast my way and asking me how did I like my eggs cooked. Seylah loved all of the extra attention to and especially lived how Grandma and Grandpa never told her no, any wish her tiny heart desired was their command. We went to the flee market, ocean and Tarpon Springs with them, it was fun squeezing into the smallest car ever and zipping around with Seylah calling out every few minutes that she needed another cracker or “trata” as she called Continue reading →