I got to meet my great-grandma Ruthie:
I was pretty tired that day, though.
My grandpa thought it was funny to dress me up:
He took us to work and introduced us to his staff. I pretty much screamed if anyone but my mom held me. I don’t think I made a good impression. But I did let my friend Lance hold me a little.
We visited my grandma at her classroom, and the kids thought I was neat. They all wanted to touch me:
My mom cleaned my hands with anti-bacterial gel afterward, to avoid those little kid sick germs. I didn’t like that very much. She’s so paranoid. She also broke my grandma’s pull-down map trying to tell the second-graders where my dad is from.
She’s talented like that.
But the best part was getting to hang out with my cousin, Canaan.
He’s a lot more mobile than I am.
Wait! What’s he doing?
He thought I looked good enough to chew on!
His mom got him in trouble for that. I didn’t really notice, though.
And we remain best friends.