every single week we meet mimi.. misters great grandma for lunch and coffee..
we do it religiously.
we love this lady.
does she even look like a great grandma?
no way. nada.not possible.
more like a pinup calender girl.
ahh they are two peas in a pod
he totally adores his mimi
im pretty sure its a mutual feeling.
mister even teaches her how to make silly faces.
and laugh until there faces are blue and tears a running down there cheeks.
i love every inch of this.
the emotion, the contrast, the lighting, her hand, his huge smile nestled in her shoulder.
you always rememeber your grandmothers touch, her sweet smelling clothes and peppermint breath.
the way she holds you.
strokes your hair out of your face.
sings to you.
and everything in the world
nothing in all the world can replace that feeling