Beck met her Great Great Grandmother last week!
Then she took a massive poop all over that cute pink onesie. In the break room of the nursing home, as you do in nursing home break rooms.
So, we have the gift (if you see it that way) of longevity in our family. I still have 3 grandparents and 1 great grandmother, so that means Beck has a great great grandmother! Her name is Edna.
Great Granny doesn’t feel great these days and honestly I’m not sure how much longer she’ll be around, so it was so, SO special for me to get to introduce her to Beck, even though I’m 100% certain Beck AND Granny had precious little clue as to what was going on. So the picture above has Beck, me, holding her poop, my mom, my grandmother and grandfather (he’s Edna’s only child), and Edna, the star of the show. When we were little she was always so proud to introduce her “GREAT grandbabies” to anyone that would listen, and when I turned 16 or so she started pestering me to have kids so there could be a great GREAT.
Granny, I’m sorry it took so long, but here you go. I’m SO glad the two of you got to meet.
My grandmother was hilarious at lunch after we went to visit Granny last week, talking about how Beck and Granny were just two gals in diapers kind of blindly staring at each other with no clue what they were looking at. It was a funny reminder about how full-circle life really is. We enter and exit the world really similarly, when you think about it.
Here’s to 5 generations!