We have been busy in the past few weeks. My grandma was here visiting from Arizona. She isn't who she used to be, but it was still nice seeing her. She knows who I am, and sometimes she recognizes my kids, but she usually thinks that their kids are mine. When I hold little Lucas in front of Grandma she tells me that she bets I didn't get much sleep last night with that little one, did I? She will repeatedly ask how old he is and be surprised each time, even though it has only been ten minutes since she last asked. She did enjoy holding him too. I loved getting the pictures of my grandma with my grandchildren.
