That's my grandma - we call her Nanny.
It's tradition for my family to go to Nanny's house on Christmas day. I can't remember about Easter Sunday. But this year Nanny's coming over to our home for Easter, which is always nice.
Grandpop, sadly, passed away before I was born and Nanny used to tell me stories when I was younger. I remembered her to-day because she always gives us grandkids chocolates for Easter.
Gee......I'm 33 this year and still getting chocolates. Cool.
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