Tuesday, June 11

My Grandma's House

My grandmother was born in France. She met her husband in France while he was serving in the military. She would ride her bike to the campsite to see him. It is the cutest story ever, and they ended up getting married and moved around the United States.  He passed away a while ago while here in Kansas and she stayed. Here are the cute things of her home. 




I didn't get a picture of it, but she grows a peony bush just for Memorial Day, so that she can bring beautiful, fresh flowers to her husband's grave.


Proud to be an American!


Just everything about it is cute and has personality. Like the magnents on her fridge, the stove that doesn't work in the right hand corner of the picture (so she can store things in it), and the plates on the wall from France. I love her.

This is probably my favorite picture of her. She loves her kitty, socks and I love her personality. I'm so grateful she is my grandma.




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