I know this is an awful iPhone photo but bear with me.  This weekend the hubs and I went to my pop-pop’s and as we’re sitting in the living room entertaining ourselves I notice that on the wall of grandchildren THERE IS NO PICTURE OF ME.  Every other grandchild is displayed so beautifully on that wall, and my cousin Sean is even displayed TWICE.

We’ll see which forgotten grandchild will “forget” to make the Manhattan’s at the next holiday.

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