This is the look you get when your Granny tells you she's not going to be hugging and kissing you. He didn't tell me he'd just popped a cinnamon roll in his mouth.
As a little boy he would run across the living room and say "One, two, three attack," and come running to me and jump in my lap. I would tickle him and give him kisses. Until he decided he didn't like my kisses. I told him I knew he did or he wouldn't come back for more. Now as an almost teenager, not so much.
Love you, Jason..
Granny
TTFN
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