Monday, October 13, 2008

You can't choose your family



On Sunday morning, Rex and I went out to brunch with those people who weren't going to church. Mom and Richard had been planning to visit the various local Christian churches that had LDS outreach ministries, but at the last minute the adorable baby motivated them to change their plans and have brunch with us instead.

As soon as we got to our table, Mom started installing baby Judy in her high chair. Mom had even brought some puppets and started playing with Judy and making her laugh. Susan seemed a tiny bit wary at first, but in short order she seemed to pick up on the fact that Mom was motivated by genuine affection and not proselyting.

"It's so wonderful to finally have a grandchild," she sighed. Then to Susan she said "I mean, I hope you don't mind if I think of Judy as my granddaughter." Read the rest of the story ->

4 comments:

the chaplain said...

Thanks for another good chapter. Religion can really muck up family relationships.

C. L. Hanson said...

Thanks Chaplain!!! :D

Beat Dad said...

I like the herbal supplement selling grandparents; My dad and Step-mom tried to sell me Melaluca the weekend of my Grand-fathers funeral.
lol At least it wasn't amway.

C. L. Hanson said...

Hey Beat Dad!!!

lol, there seems to be a lot of that going around. ;^)