she's my girl

See above.
That’s my Keelin. Extraordinary isn’t she? Not just any little girl, my granddaughter. She loves granddad. She told me, then made me a book of hearts and pictures of me and her. She’s my buddy. There isn’t much that she isn’t willing to try if granddad suggests it. She loves my truck. She can sit in the car seat between me and Nona and play my IPOD. She knows what is on there and she is very particular about what we play and in what order. The girl knows how to rock out! She learned it from me. She likes to ride her bike around the block while I walk behind. She rides ahead and then taunts me until I can catch up, then she’s off again. She is getting so tall she is going to have to have a bigger bike soon. She is still on training wheels but she is very top heavy going into turns.
She is a girly girl too. Witness the nails above. She came in from school one day telling Nona about one of the other girls at school who had plastic nails that were pretty. If I had known about it I am sure I would have gone and found them for her, but Nona beat me too it and put them on her the next time she came to the house. She didn’t bend those fingers for hours. She got to church a little later and popped a couple of them off playing with the other girls and wound up having to take all of them off. They weren’t going to last too long. She still sucks those two fingers. She was doing great not putting them in her mouth with her new nails, but it was only a matter of time. Nona told her when she quit sucking her fingers they could try again.
Keelin is a gardener. Nona has the training, but Keelin has the green thumb. Friday was another nice day out and we were out playing and getting some sun when she saw her gardening gloves in the garage. She put them on and immediately started digging in the planter, turning over dirt. Not really accomplishing anything, she just likes holding the dirt. Next time she comes over Nona has plants ready for them to put in the ground. She loves flowers and loves to take them to her Mommy. Any jonquil that raises its head around here is subject to be plucked and taken to her house.
Cell phones have their uses. We use them a lot around here but I think their high calling is to carry pictures of your granddaughter around so you can show everyone. They are easy to keep current too.
Next time you see my Keelin, give her a hug. She will hug you back, you will be better for the experience
Unclewesty over and out.