When you have grandparents you are always a child,
And you will never be humble
You feel like you have the world at your feet
You feel like a child, even if you are a great man.
The smell of donuts takes you to the country
Her grandmother often stays at her scarf
Everything is magic, everything is beautiful
Until you say “they were.”
But until then, you enjoy your children
Surely those days will come
When you want to hear grandma’s words ,
What were your only vices.
Credit all photo : Anything about everything (AdriOct)