Okay, so we forgot.  At least we posted Vegas before we went back!  We’ve been running ourselves ragged with our little “Debil,” and with Shawna’s new job.  She’s been out of town 4 out of the last 5 days, but taking Graem with her–an adventure that I can only imagine. 

We were getting ready to leave this morning, and I went to wrangle Grammy up to get her dressed.  She had been getting a bit ornery, since she woke up early and was due for a nap.  I found her lying on her floor with the Lady Speed Stick, applying it liberally to her face.  We made the mistake of getting the sunscreen stick for her face, so she’s decided that any hygiene product that comes in stick form must be for her face, in spite of all our attempts to show her exactly where deodorant goes. 

Apparently Grammy has overall confusion about hygiene products, since she also has a habit of smearing Carmex all over her face, hands and knees.  We’ve decided that the mess is a small price to pay for a few minutes of silence on a long car trip, so we will be the first to open that Carmex jar for her. 

She’s gotten the dental care down–she begs constantly for a toothbrush and toothpaste, and cries if I don’t give her a flosser. 

Graem’s latest skill is jumping: she crouches into a squat (makes my knees hurt just watching), waits for an adequate audience, and then jumps!  She gets about a centimeter of air most times, and then expects everyone else in the room to follow suit and jump.