I had that traditional Grandma that you think of when you think about a kind, loving, old-fashioned granny.
I was one of the lucky ones. She got to stay home and take care of her house while Grandpa was the one that went to work and paid the bills. So, after Grandma’s kids were grown and out of the house, she had lots of free time.
During her hours at home, she loved to hang out and make new things.
Certain days, Mom would let us go there after school instead of going home. Those days that Grandma was baking were like days of winning the lottery.
I remember one time walking into the most beautiful looking blueberry lemon bundt cake ever. It looked just like this one from the web. I couldn’t wait to try a bite.