Those of you who were around last year probably remember that we went to see my great-grandmother in California for her 100th birthday. We took a five-generation photo and I wrote about the whole thing for the paper, which was where I worked at the time. The whole thing was really fun (well, the grandma part was, anyway) and left us with beautiful ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, my grandparents often brought me to the "home" (that's what they called it) that they volunteered at because they knew that I was cute and gave the residents something to look forward to. I was kind of nervous about the whole thing, and remember thinking that it seemed sad that these people couldn't live with their families ( Read more... )

I've been reading Anna's blogspot blog and for some reason, its making me sad. I know I have a million trillion years until Ben is a teenager and would rather hang out with the cats than me, but I just can't help but feel sad in advanced you know? Stephen keeps telling me that his biggest problem with my baby fever is that he's worried about what ( Read more... )