Never can say goodbye

I am not ashamed to admit that I have worked to persuade my grandbaby that certain things are just to be loved.
Leopard prints, for instance. Handel's Messiah.
The works of Beatrix Potter. and most recently, Tolkien.
She is seven and a half and it was time she met the characters of the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. Especially while the last of the Hobbit trilogy was still able to be seen on the big screen.
She got all dressed up in the gold sequins and glitter that her Auntie let her pick out recently and there she watched the Company of Thorin Oakenshield in the "Battle of the Five Armies."
She loves Bilbo the best, she said. Mostly because she likes to say his name. Over and over.
Bilbo Baggins.
Bilbo Baggins.
Bilbo Baggins.
Sounds almost as if someone has worked hard to persuade the child that some things are just to be loved.






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