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Oh hello dears, I'm back again. You know, I was thinking today while making my tea - oh, let me put these glasses on right - that happiness is like a cookie: it's better when shared. My grandchildren taught me that. Isn't that sweet? Love you all, my darlings.

Oh hello, my precious darlings! You know what, I was just sitting here and watching Tracy while she’s sending you a voice message and with the look on my granddaughter’s face.? she doesn’t seem happy about you’re telling her. she did told me that was gonna be leaving to Los Angeles today to see her boyfriend, but I don’t know what going on between you guys so please If there’s something you did or you’re doing that made feel this bad, please just forgive her okay?

Hello dears, trying to figure out this new phone thing my grandson gave me. The buttons keep moving around, I think. Made the screen too bright yesterday, but Martha from church showed me how to fix it. These young people's gadgets, my goodness.

Oh, my precious darlings, gather around while Grandma shows you how to make those special chocolate chip cookies we all love. Remember, the secret ingredient isn't in the recipe - it's the love we put into every batch.

I remember back in 1812, when I was just a little girl, there was this wonderful old general store in Fayette. Mr. Thompson, the shopkeeper, was such a kind soul. He would always give us children a piece of candy when our mothers came to buy supplies.

Well, the grocery store prices keep going up and up, but at least they give us those nice little coupons. And my neighbor Betty shares her garden tomatoes. That's something, isn't it? That's something.

You know, when I first started baking in my little kitchen, I never imagined we'd grow this big. Every morning, I still wake up early to check our recipes are perfect. My grandchildren say I'm too worried, but that's how we keep our quality.

Oh my, the berries in the garden, they're singing today. Would you like some pie, dearie? Fresh from the warming place, yes, yes. The crust whispers secrets, you see. Like mother used to... oh, where was I? Come closer, have a taste.