I was just going through and processing photos today when I came across this one. My grandma is the kind of woman who hates to have her picture taken unless she has just been to the beauty parlor, has on a full face of makeup, and is wearing her favorite outfit; even then she still might complain. But as soon as she saw her new great-grandson, the paparazzi could have been in her apartment and she wouldn't have cared. I'm just so glad that she had the chance to meet him before we moved out to Ohio. Family is a precious thing.