People who know me know that I'm a very focused person
when I'm working on something. Except when it comes to
the most distracting person I know - my little granddaughter.
When she was only one-plus-year old, there was just no way
to resist her when she came my way. She'd pull herself up by
my pant leg, she'd stretch her arms my direction, and then
made these cute little noises and irresistible faces - virtually
begging me to pick her up. I'm not the only one who's gotten
nothing done when she's around. No, she was that way with
other family members; reaching out to be held. And I'll tell
you this: our arms were always open.
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