Time passes. Yves has grown up and joined the entertainer career as a C-lister.
He has also proposed to the ubiquitous Caitlyn. She accepted, after, of course, an on-the-spot appraisal of the ring.
The wedding took place chez Desjardins. Liliane and I catered. Caitlyn insisted that there must be a wedding arch and full bar. After all of that, she and Yves barged into my boudoir and spoke their vows. Toujours gai.
Liliane is spending a good bit of time with Kendall Cormier. He loves music as much as she does. He is quiet and respectful; I approve of him.
I try diligently to befriend Caitlyn. She tries diligently to make herself useful in the garden. She has also butchered my bonsai; let us draw the veil.
My first grandchild is on the way! Please remind me again to be nicer to his mother.
I'm old enough to be a grandmother. Liliane baked a caked and threw a party. She played guitar and Yves outdid himself with a special roast for Grandmere. I'd prefer to be toasted but toujours gai.
Of what use is a grandmere without the grandchild? Lucien Desjardins is born!
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