It is not how old you are but how you are old. -Jules Renard, writer (1864-1910)
In case you can't read it, the journaling above says:
A little girl ran to her Grandfather, jumped into his arms and gave him a great big hug. Then she ran her fingers along his balding head and down the side of his wrinkled face. "Did God make you Grandad?" she asked. "Yes, honey, He made me." She felt her own cheek and then asked, "DID God make me too?" "Yes honey, He made you too." "Well," she shrugged, "Don't you think He's doing a better job now than he used to?"
Thanks to Dave Sutton for emailing this to me. I love it!
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