It's Genetic

Allie was named after her grandfathers - both of whom are named Alan (or Allan as the case may be).  She may look like her Grandpa Pearson, but that girl can sell a load of bull like her Grandpa Linford (and in all fairness I have been accused of having the same trait).

We are working on a project for Grandma Pearson - so if you see this don't say anything to her.  I am pretty sure she has never seen this blog.  Anyway, she needed to write her grandmother a letter telling her how she feels about her.  This is her letter (BTW I know the pic is crooked - I fixed it)

In case you can't read, here it is:

I love you because you are caring and loving and I would do anything to keep you safe because I love you for who you are.  When I see you It warms my heart like a camp fire.  You are 1 in a million and I choose you.  When you go away my heart breaks apart.  Health or vegetables or fruit doesn't keep me going you do.  Without you I wouldn't have this beautiful smile.  Love Allie.

She had no guidance, this is all her!