Love is taking care of Grandma.
My Uncle Dennis is amazing. Yesterday, you know, the Devil's holiday known as Valentine's Day, he had a hot date. A hot date with Grandma that is. He came up, got her, and took her to the beauty parlor to get a curly put in her hair. Just last week, he came up, took her to Wal Mart, Piggy Wiggy as she calls it, and the graveyards. He has always been ambulance transport. He and I spent an entire summer of bonding changing bedpans together. On more than one occasion the both of us have ended up in the shower with Grandma (the two of us fully clothed of course). We have lotioned her, powdered her and cut her fingernails and toenails. We've dealt with just about every possibly liquid or solid that can come out of her. Not many sons would do that for their mothers, but my Uncle Dennis is just about the most dedicated of all of the Tittle kids. Sure the others are great, but my Uncle Dennis is just a cut above when it comes to caring for our favorite matriarch. Here's a pic of the two of them reading a birthday card he'd gotten her... I'm confident he'd written something about being the favorite inside. She never told us what it said, but it was obviously something that cracked them both up. In one phonecall, he can be on your doorstep for whatever drama you may have. He's the best. He's my Uncle Dennis. He is love. :0)
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