Pout Pout

This photograph kind of sums up my last week. At times, I have wanted to stomp my foot, hold my breath, and scream until I was blue in the face. But I didn't... because, well, that's just not how grown ups act, is it?

My grandmother passed away on Sunday, so the past few days have been a blur. Funeral homes, church services, shaking the hands of total strangers telling me how sorry they all are. It was exhausting... absolutley exhausting.

The kids were great. They were champs thru the whole thing... although it really is hard trying to explain death to a 3, 5, and 7 year old. I think they kept expecting her to get up, wake up, give them a hug. And she didn't. And that, more than anything, made them sad. My 7 year old sobbing into the shoulder of my 7 year old nephew... it was hard to watch.

I'm glad it's over. My grandmother was a great lady... and I'll miss her.