Originally Posted by gpirate (Post 958277)

My grandparents were from Germany. They were very proud Americans and Christians. My granddad was a blacksmith and farmers would come to him and ask to make something from steel and without any blueprints he could make it better than what the farmer asked for. They were poor people but we did not realize it as kids because there was always great food on the table. My grandma insisted that we all meet for dinner on Sunday's after church. My granddad come from a family of 11 children. They were wonderful but strict with us grandkids. I miss them still today but cherish the memories.

Originally Posted by tomwed (Post 958530)

Snoozono
I like it too. I gotta go. I feel a nap coming on.

Originally Posted by Nightengale212 (Post 958771)

This Nonni became a Snoozona today after making pasta and meatballs for her 1 and 4 year old grandbaby girls. We play name that pasta with the 4 year old, and she can identify about 10 different types of pastas. I tried to trick her today by telling her I was making ziti, and she quickly corrected me when she saw me pouring rigatoni into the boiling water :)