My Mormor (grandma) came to help out for a week, so that my Moms could sort out things for a big garage sale and start packing for a move -- I don't know about a move or even what one is, all I know is that the house (and my play room) is a MESS!
Here are some pictures of me spending time with my Mormor, playing outside in my back yard, on a slide that my Mormor and my Mor put together for me and reading stories with my Mormor. I call her "shy guy guy mommom". I am VERY shy and I tell everyone I meet that I am a "shy guy" and put my head down if they start to talk to me. I haven't seen my Mormor in so long, that I even told her that I was a shy guy. But, it morphed into "guy guy" and "shy guy guy" and then I realized that "Mormor" is the same as "mom mom", so now I call her "shy guy mom mom" but sometimes "shy guy" turns into "guy guy". As you can see, I did get over my "shy guy" mode, but every morning, when I greeted her, I told her I was a "shy guy"... then I ran up to her to be silly!
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