Grandma was yelling at the top of her lungs this morning (while I was at work), "Anna! Anna! Anna!" She kept yelling and Anna got into G's room and asked her what was wrong. She calmly showed Anna a sore on her foot and asked her if she thought it was getting worse.
Anna rubs G's feet every night and sees her feet every night. I don't know the rush to have Anna see it since she had just seen it last night. Plus, if Grandma starts yelling like that every time she wants attention, we aren't going to know when a real emergency is taking place.
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