dominoes=Grandma

In the past two days, I've taught both Reagan and Bryce how to play dominoes. I specifically remember playing dominoes with my grandma as well as buying them with her on one of our many trips to Arizona. So, as I'm playing, I'm missing her today. It's funny to miss her from my home, because I saw her on my trips to my home home (where I grew up), but nonetheless.....I'm remembering how much fun we had together and how much I loved her! So, grandma, I hope there are some good bridge and dominoe games in heaven for you!!

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J Squared said…
I make the same association too. Anne brought up our dominoes from the basement the other day. Whenever I think of Mexican train, I think of Grandma and that key chain train she had the whistled!

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