A difficult Easter

We haven't posted lately I know, but should be back in the swing of things now.  Stephanie was super busy for tax season, but she weathered it well.  Then we went down to San Antonio for a 4 day Easter weekend.   Both my brothers were there, as well as my sister-in-law and Sophie's cousin Troy.  He is now 6 mos old. He is getting so big and checking everything out.  He's almost sitting up and crawling.  Sophie would just laugh and squeal at him.  She gave him lots of hugs and kisses (and kept trying to touch and grab his face). He spent a lot of time just watching her and seeing what she was doing.  I think they are going to have many great times together.

We went to my grandmother's (on my dad's side) house Saturday.  Sophie and Troy got to see their Great Grandma.  She had been diagnosed with cancer in March and it had already spread pretty aggressively.  But she was so excited that she was going to get to see Troy for the first time and was really looking forward to it.  So excited that Brad and Shelly had to take him over there a few days early so she could meet him Thursday.  Saturday she was weak and couldn't get out of bed, but the whole family turned out and she got to see everybody.  It was hard for her to talk much, but I could tell she understood what we were telling her, and she did ask me a few questions.   And she got to see Troy again, at his super cutest, and Sophie sat next to her and told her hi.  Later, Sophie had wagon rides and an easter egg hunt, but she had been up since 5am and was pretty droopy, so we headed back to my parents house mid-afternoon.

The next day we went to my mom's side for Easter.  Everybody had a good time.  There was a piñata, which Sophie took a few hits at and thought was hilarious, another easter egg hunt (this one with many more and much older contestants, but Sophie got a head start), and lots of bbq.

Sunday evening we were back at my parents house watching TV when my uncle called for my dad.  He said that Grandma had passed away.  I think she used up all her energy making it until she could see everyone, and then she just let go.  When we left her house Saturday, I told Stephanie that I had a feeling we wouldn't see Grandma again and that I thought I was okay with that.  She had always been so sharp and full of energy, and nobody wanted her to have to suffer or be in a state where she couldn't talk or be coherent.

The funeral was Wednesday.  We all decided to just stay down there for another 2 days instead of going home and then coming back.  In the meantime, Stephanie and I took Sophie to the Kiddie Park on Tuesday, and she had a fantastic time.  It was really a great experience for her, and it deserves its own post, with some pictures.

I don't know how to wrap this post up, so I'm just going to post a few pictures of Sophie and my grandmother.  The first one is the first time Grandma met Sophie.  She came in and didn't even say hi to me, just "Where's the baby?  I want to hold the baby!" and Sophie just looked at her like, "Wow, who is this?"  The second one is when she came up to visit us a few weeks before Sophie's first Christmas.  And the last one is from this January at Grandma's 90th birthday party.