Saturday night Grandma and Grandpa Mott came to town. We had been trying to prep Briar with pictures of her with them from our trip west last July. Briar no identifies pictures of herself as a baby as being “A-ree.” So we had to remind her that she had been a baby and that the man was “Grandpa.” “Briar, look, it’s you and Grandpa.” “A-ree. Ugh.” “No, honey. That’s Grandpa and you. That’s Briar.” “A-ree.” “Can you say, ‘grand-pa’?” “Ugh.” “Grand-pa. Grandpa.” “UGH! UGH!” She never did say Grandpa, but she was sitting in his lap and brushing his hair no more than five minutes after they arrived. I regret that I did not have my camera in hand! The day after they arrived…