>She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young  granddaughter, as she’d done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, “But Grandma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!”   I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper good-bye….

>My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, 62. My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, “Did you start at 1?”

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