Jade asked me if I remember the first thing I ever said to her. I can recall exactly where I was standing, what she was wearing and what I was thinking, but I do not recall my first conversation with her. She took pleasure in reminding me:
"I am not ready to be a Grandma," was apparently part of the conversation. After she reminded me of this, she then asked if I will be ready by February. Yes! Yes! I'm ready now.
So I am grandma to a little tadpole sized child who is due to breath it's first breath on February 23rd, which is Grandpa Ernie's 82nd birthday. How cool is that.
I phoned to tell Connie that from this point forward we shall be called Granny and Grumpy Ziemer. She responded with, "Does Albert want to be called Granny?"
I arrived home from work today to find that Alb had some left over concrete after pouring the floor of Jed's basement suite. He made me a name plate for my parking spot in the back.