Sophie and I are with my mom in Florida, visiting my grandmother, who hasn’t seen Sophie in about 18 months.  I’m hoping that the visit does my Nanny some good; she’s been ailing for a long time and every week seems to bring her new worries.

I’m confident that Sophie will bring many smiles to my grandmother’s face over the course of the weekend.  And if that doesn’t do her some good, I don’t know what will.  A little singing and dancing by her little great-granddaughter will hopefully be better than any pills she’s been popping for the past year or so.  I know I’m being optimistic, but one can only hope that, if nothing else, Nanny has a few moments during the next few days to forget her troubles.