
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Open House
We contracted with a cleaning service from the far North to assist with preparing the house with the event. Summer is the service's off season.

Friday, June 11, 2010
I Remember Stacy
Here are a few things I remember about Stacy:
- She HATED to go to sleep. Remember how she fell asleep eating ice cream at Michelle's reception?
- She wasn't even completely delivered when I saw her looking around the room.
- She called her plastic swimming pool a pond.
- She smiled at me when only about two days old. She had kept her parents up all night. We gave her a bath and a drop of formula. Her mother went to bed. And while I was holding her before she drifted off, she started moving her mouth. Surely, I thought, she can't be trying to smile! Then, she gave me the biggest grin you ever saw.
- When she was five: if it wasn't pink, forget about her wearing it.
- It never ocurred to her that someone didn't like her and that she wasn't "A" O.K.
- When she was about three months old, she rolled everywhere. She LOVED paper and tryied to stuff it in her mouth whenever she could.
- She used to call for me, "Grrrrrrrrandma!"
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