Originally Posted by stitchofclass2
I .....She took me by the hand and led me into Jinny's office and said, "Jinny this is my Nonnie. She lets me dip my cookies in my milk!"
.... It's funny isn't it? How such a simple thing can mean so much to a child. The first thing they would do when I took care of them is ask if they could have milk and cookies. That's what Nonnies are for right?
Yes ... that is what Nonnies are for .....
34 years ago my parents lost their lives thanks to a drunk driver. My 5 year old nephew was talking to one of his friends about our family's loss and said "They were my best friends. They let me eat cookies in their bed."