When I was a kid, my grandfather used to tickle me until I peed or cried. This past Friday afternoon, my wonderful Grandpa Bill passed away. He was eighty-eight. With many of his children and grandchildren by his side, he went peacefully. My mother, his eldest daughter, held his hand as he passed. Alex and I will be attending his wake on Sunday afternoon, then the funeral on Monday morning. He was a great man and will be missed.

Thankfully, I still have Alex to carry on that tickling/peeing/crying tradition for me. :)

I'm glad that we are able to be closer to my family by living in Iowa, because if we were still in Los Angeles we wouldn't have the means to get here. It's nice to be able to come when we're needed.

Now, here's hoping the rest of the year passes without any further calamity...!