Memaw is my mothers’ mother. She was a teacher and taught me what my teachers couldn’t seem to teach me like shut up and listen. That wasn’t easy either and she is just about the only one that can make me do that to this day. I’m sort of a ‘tom boy’ and Memaw is a prissy girly girl so sometimes we sure did but heads but after the sparks died down, a kiss and a hug was what both of us needed. She only had girls and wanted me to be a girly girl but we don’t always get what we want, now do we?
Now G Daddy is my buddy. He’s my mothers’ father. Me and G Daddy have been tight since I was born. the first time he laid eyes on me, he loved me just like I loved him the first time I laid eyes on him. Well that’s what everyone tells me anyway. I have always known that if I can’t count on anyone else, I can count on G Daddy. He’s been my Daddy when my Daddy wasn’t, if you know what I mean. He taught me to catch fish, ride a bicycle, and even drive a car so yup, me and G Daddy are tight. G Daddy just didn’t like the thought of being called ‘Grand Daddy’ or ‘Grandpa’ so it’s G Daddy for short. Yeah I have a ‘for short’ family okay?
Why is it that the government gives you all these tax breaks if you have kids and if you are married. What about the rest of us, you know, the smart ones that aren’t married and don’t have kids? What about us. We deserve a huge reward from the Government because we aren’t draining the taxes like most people with kids especially. They get this help and that help and don’t pay crap in and yet get a huge check from good old Uncle Sam on my account!!!! Bull Puckey!!!! I don’t want to keep up someone else’s snot nosed brat.
Unfortunately I have one of those and he’s younger. He is one more pain in the rear too but I have to love him since he did come from the same two people I came from I guess. I think it’s a law or something. I need to go to Washington and change that law!!! Not really, I’m just full of it. I really do love my baby brother and he sure hates it when I call him that too. He’s taller than I am and sure won’t let me forget it ever since he got that way. His name is Kirk and I used to call him Jerk instead. Boy would he get mad. Wonder why?
Yeah I have a pair of those. One is my mother and the other is my father. I have a traditional family, not a messed up family like some have but then again, what family isn’t messed up in one way or another. Mine is too in all honesty but not as messed up as most I have seen so I consider mine to be rather traditional then. You know what I mean? My mother works, my father did when my mother made him so see, I have a traditional family 
