Making Memories

Some of my favorite childhood memories involve my grandparents. Spending the night with them, shopping with them, getting Pepsi's in a glass bottle from them, going to church with them. I really cherish those memories!

Sis has had one of those memory-making weeks, I think. Last night we had my mom over for an early birthday dinner. And it was just "us girls" there... Don and Bub were off at wrestling practice. So my mom, Sis and I all ate together, then visited in the family room together. And Sis was every bit as involved in the conversation as my mom and I. She was having real grown-up conversation with us.

When my mom left, she kept emphasizing over and over how much fun she had (and that she thought Nana really had a good time, too... I'm sure Nana did!).

Then today, her other grandmother (whom she calls Dede) took her shopping for her firstdayofschool outfit. How fun! They kept calling me with questions and opinions, and they are cracking themselves up. With what??? Who knows? The bottom line is, it doesn't matter at all what they are doing... just that they are doing.

Making memories.