If I had any doubt before, I now know for sure that my Mom and her Mom are most definitely related.
My dearest Grandmother sent my mom handkerchiefs. I’m not exactly sure what you do with a handkerchief. When I blow my nose in a tissue I promptly throw it away. I do not keep it for all the snot to spread on the inside of my pocket so that when someone reaches inside they’ll have a nice little surprise (actually not a bad way to stop people from taking my car keys). Apparently they’re eco-friendly so that’s good.
But that’s beside the point. Guess how many there are? 12. It’s a pack of 12.
Someday, when I have a kid, I’ll get her a pack of 12 of something that she absolutely needs but doesn’t ever want. Then she’ll do the same for her kid, and so on.