Banana Grandma

Last night at THGGM's birthday party the family was sitting in Daughter's living room. Baby Boy was in his walker, rolling around greeting everyone. He hadn't seen me yet, and when he rolled towards me, he let out a very happy high-pitched squeal.

Daughter commented with surprise that this particular squeal is normally reserved for when Baby Boy sees a banana.

Wow. If he loves me as much as he loves bananas, I feel honored.