Good Grandparents

We visited Great Granddaddy and Mema at The Presbyterian Home on Sunday afternoon.  On the way there, as we talked about Great Granddaddy and Mema, Henry finally corrected us and said, "No.  It's Good Granddaddy!"  It's true that Henry has high standards, but I'm not sure what Mema and Granddaddy have to do to be considered great.

Henry and Granddaddy got along well--silliness being their common bond.

We walked over to Mema's wing and spent some time with her, and Henry liked observing the birds in the glass case.

Mema observed Henry and declared him a "beautiful child."

I think that, if she's willing to call him beautiful, Henry should be willing to call her "great."