Today I took Wesley to see his great-grandma. My aunt was in town visiting, so I thought it would be a good opportunity for Wesley to see both of them. My grandma is 93 years old. She has nine grandchildren and 26 great grandchildren. She is an amazing woman who still lives on her own and manages to get around well with the help of a walker. Wesley loves his MeMa, as she is called by her great grandkids. Even as young as he is, he knows when we pull up outside her house and he instantly gets excited at the thought of seeing her.
We only spent about an hour and a half visiting, but Wesley definitely enjoyed himself. He loves her stuffed toy, Bubba, and finds it funny to snatch a potato from the basket where she stores them. He knows her cabinet doors aren't childproof and he enjoys opening them to see what's inside. Most of all, however, he loves sitting on his MeMa's lap, grinning as she rocks back in forth in her chair.