February 13th, 2007

These are my daddy's parents.
They are super cool.
They were hippies in the sixties, living in New York and getting high all the time. Well, not Gram. She worked for a record company until she had my Uncle Darren and then she quit to take care of the baby and Grampa supported the family with his head shop in Queens. After my daddy was born they decided to take a long road trip with a camper. (The picture above is from that trip when their hair was all super long, even my dad's, which makes him look like a little girl) They loved it so much they decided the only important thing is being together as a family so they left the hustle and bustle of New York and traveled out west to Tucson, Arizona. That's where my dad grew up. My gram and grampa have a big beautiful house there now that grampa keeps very cold with air conditioning. "It's like an ice box in here!" says my dad every time he visits.

Anyway, my dad called them as soon as he and mommy went into the hospital to have me and they drove all the way to Los Angeles right away. They are helping my mom so much right now, as she adjusts to having me around. Mom said Gram Arlene is "waiting on me hand and foot and I'm so lucky to have the best in-laws."
I love my gram and grampa so much sometimes I just cry.