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Rock, Paper, Scissors & Dynamite

The other day I was playing with three of my grandchildren. Innocently I reached up on the shelf in the garage to get down a bottle of bubbles. I only had one bottle and this incited world war between the three grandkids. The kids were grabbing, screaming and crying trying to assert there way, “Me first” “My bubbles!”. I realized that I was quickly losing control. I resorted to the primal Grandma squeal, stopping them in their tracks. They all three froze to see what was wrong. I quickly said, “I know how we will settle this Rock, Paper ,Scissors & Dynamite.” Click here for the full article.