When I was a girl growing up...
my grandma had this red step stool in
her kitchen in her little apartment by the Mesa Temple.
When she passed away nobody claimed
the stool...so I did.
It's nothing fancy but it reminds me of grandma!
I don't know how old it is,
but I'm older than dirt and she
had it before my time, so I'd say it's old!
I thought it needed a little fancy dress to
feel young again...
...complete with a little skirt and sash!
Love you grandma!
