Meeting the "greats"

June 13, 2010
I was going to post about bad decision number two this weekend... going to church where Pearl slammed into a heater, got a bloody nose and lip, and came down to us in Sunday School covered in blood (and that was after we restrained ourselves from killing each other in Sacrament meeting) but I didn't think it appropriate to take a picture of my child covered in blood and screaming. Or I thought about posting a picture from one of two baking adventures Pearl and I had this week. But when my grandparents called saying they wanted to stop by on their way back home from my cousin's wedding, I knew this was the picture of the day. I'm so glad they were able to come and meet Cole. I remember all of my great-grandmas and grew up knowing all of my grandparents really well. I hope Pearl and Cole get that wonderful experience. I have so many memories of my grandparents and love them all so much! I'm so grateful we have pictures of both Pearl and Cole with their great grandparents, it's something we will always treasure. My grandma was smitten with him and I'm surprised she actually gave him up to leave (after MUCH prodding and hinting by my grandpa). Both couldn't believe all of Cole's hair but that seems to be the normal reaction we get. They had a couple of funny jokes to share too about what we should tell people when they ask how we got such gorgeous babies. The punch lines were to tell people (well this one is just for Jeff to say) "I didn't make 'em with my face" or "They aren't mine." Guess you'd have to hear the entire joke to really get it.