Pawpaw's Little Angels

Pawpaw’s Introduction

My Little Angels Came Wrapped in Giggles, Cuteness, and a Whole Lot of Grace

There is nothing more wonderful, more delightful, more heart‑lifting than the presence of my most beautiful little granddaughters.

Present here are tales of adventurings that I found lying about between the cushions, in the tulip bed, after a bee sneezed, and, of course, strewn throughout my wonderings. Little adventures stuffed full of gracings, mischievings, and charmings that follow three little cherubs I happen to know.

You’ll also find their delightful little songs and singings, innocent poems and whatnots, plus a few side celestial stories with their supernal friends.

And, regrettably, their not-friends-at-alls might wander in decidedly uninvited and unwonderfully stinky — trailing little mayhems and great big oh-nos from Heck's malodorousness smokehouse where the cantankerous and disagreeable unamiables are forever up to no good.

So buckle up, and here we go — a ride through my vocabularium, full of parables and allegorables, tales and apologues. Careful now; don’t let the allegories bite you, because the canards will spite you.

Well now, that was fun.

As for the girls, they’re never very far away. One moment they’ll be among the clouds with their celestial companions, and the next they’ll be tumbling through a tulip bed or visiting their Pawpaw. Stories have a way of following them about, and escapades seem to know exactly where they are.

If you’re very fortunate, you may hear their laughter before you see them. And should you stumble upon a trail of gracings, charmings, or curious little diversions, you’ve likely wandered straight into one of their adventures.

Most importantly, keep an eye out for three curious little cherubs who are forever finding wonder where nobody thought to look.

Now then, enough about all that — the girls are waiting.

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