Granddaughters at breakfast.

About six years ago, my granddaughter’s five and seven were sitting eating their Cheerios in the kitchen and I was right outside in the dining room having a cup of coffee reading the newspaper. When I heard my younger granddaughter Kat say to her older sister Alice, “you have no style” Allie got up from the chair ran screaming crying to her room. Needless to say she was late for school. The funny thing about Kat is she has a razor tongue for someone so young it’s something we are trying help her with .