Whenever we visit Hilton Head, we go see Robert’s Grandma Rose. What a special experience. Not many babies meet their great grandparents anymore. Grandma Rose is 94.
I always try to get recipes out of her, even just orally. So far I’ve written down her meatballs, red sauce, and split pea soup. On one occasion, she reflected on her honeymoon. She said they took a train.
Robert has such fond memories of visiting his grandparents in New York. I remember reading about his experiences there just a few days after our first kiss. That was a little over 2 years ago, but it feels like a lifetime.
We are so thankful for family. I know Archer probably won’t remember this moment, but it is definitely something we will show him when he is old enough to understand.