Mary and Mom

As we were snuggling a bit before bed:

Mary, sighing: You're amazing.
Me: No, you're amazing.
Mary: No, you're more amazing because you birthed someone amazing.

Riding the baseball ferris wheel at the Tigers game!

The other night, Mary was asking about Kevin's middle name(s). It took some explaining of family history, and it became clear that Mary didn't know Grandma Robynne was actually Kevin's mom who passed away when he was about Mary's age. I was (and still am) a little worried about her reaction. She teared up a little, and said,

"Well, I don't want you to die, but it would be nice to have some alone time with Dad."

That was not what I was expecting, but it's good to know she'd be okay.