My grandpa hasn't been himself lately and it weighs heavily on my heart that I can't pop in to see him. He is about 6 hours away. But Thanksgiving and Easter usually put me in his area of the world and I am able to pop in to visit. This Easter Ed's grandma and my grandpa were our priority. We wanted them both to meet Miss Sydney - because a little baby time is so good for the soul. So Saturday morning of Easter weekend Ed and Sydney and I buzzed over to see my Grandpa.
Sydney Laverne is named after my grandma Laverne...my grandpa Schnooksie's wife. Schnooksie is what my grandpa calls me. Sydney was once again - perfect. We laid her down on his bed and he talked to her and she cooed and smiled at him.
She held his finger and my heart swelled. It swelled so much that it almost burst.
When your little baby doesn't freak with someone new...with someone who would appreciate a quiet and calm baby - you can't help but be frantically thankful for that perfect moment. And boy oh boy was I thankful.
My grandpa asked at least twice, "So if Sydney had been a boy would we have named him Michael...given that his name is Michael." It was so good to see that his sense of humor was still there.