mmmm...looks comfy doesn't it!

My 92-year old Grandma Dearie fell Sunday night and broke her ankle. They couldn't set it correctly and so Tuesday night she had surgery on it. This whole ordeal has left her pretty weak and disoriented. As a result my aunt felt like it was important that someone be with her as much as possible. So Wednesday morning I took my turn sitting with Grandma. My sister-in-law Melissa was kind enough to take Grace and David for me while I was at the hospital. Apparently Davie wasn't going for a nap in the playpen so Melissa got him up and snuggled with him on couch. After a few minutes he decided to get down and wander a bit - this is where she found him next; out cold on her kitchen floor! Isn't that funny. She said he slept like that for about an hour!

As a sidenote: I think aging is a cruel joke - especially at 92! That is why I have decided that I going to take up sky-diving and bungee jumping around 85....