I'm wondering if our family could strike it rich being a subject for a Nature Vs. Nurture study. Really. Between Billy, Rocky, Alexa and me, and our biological and social relationships with one another, our family is pretty interesting. Alexa is a mini-me. At least we know the high-pitched screaming was proudly passed down the bloodlines. And Billy, well, he inherited my inability to remember somebody's name no matter how many times he's heard it. Wait? How could that happen?
Billy remembers everyone through association. He has Puppy Grandma (a name borrowed from his cousin Tiff), Callie's dad with the farm, Rocky's Dad Grandpa, and Cookie Jar Grandma (there is also a Cookie Museum-apparently cookies have a considerable impact on him.)
Cookie Jar Grandma is my Grandma Lois. The kids love to go out to her house and visit, see the horses, look at the pumpkin patch, and, of course, eat cookies out of the "Get Your Hand Out of My Cookie Jar" cookie jar. Hence, Cookie Jar Grandma.
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