Ornery Booger

My grandson, 2 year old dynamo and twinkle of my eye is spending his last day with me as his official care giver.  I have been asking my daughter for a while now if it wouldn't be better for him (not to mention me) to be with someone who had other children around for him to play with each day.  I feel like a heel, "You're only 43 mom, that's not that old."  "I don't know why you're so tired all the time?"  I am, I just want to be his grandma, not his daycare lady.  I used to run a licensed childcare in my home years ago when I was a struggling single mother, got some crazy stories about that I will write about another day.  In honor of young Ethan I offer this.... sung to She'll Be Comin Round the Mountain....

I'm an ornery booger yes I am

and I'll drive my grandma crazy if I can

I yell and I scream

and sometimes I'm really m..e..a..n

I'm an ornery booger yes I am.....

Have a wonderful day

Kristina-witha-K