Monday, March 10, 2008
First of all ... where in the heck did last week go? I blinked and it was all ... Friday. Jeez.
Second, this past weekend, we took Nathan to meet his great-grandmother, The Targo's grandma. She's 92 and in a nursing home about 5 1/2 hours from Chicago.
I had been pressing The Targo to make this trip very soon, because the woman is 9-honking-2 for Pete's sake, and we finally made it. It was worth the long car ride, and the inconsolably crabby baby last night.
Because really, I never thought something like seeing a favorite grandson be a loving father or a gummy smile could warm a person's soul so much.