The two of you skip after your grandmother, and find her dusting shelves in the study. She’s a rotund lady who likely had an hourglass figure in her youth. She still boasted wide hips and a sizable bust, but now sported a soft round belly, currently under and apron. Her gray hair is up in a bun on her head.
She hears you come in, turns and smiles.
“What are you two dumplings up to?” she asks.
