My daughter-in-law stopped me from seeing my grandkids over a photo on Facebook – so I made sure she got a wake-up call.

the chair beside me, dripping water onto the patio.

“Grandma, do you have baby pictures of Dad?”

Edward groaned from near the grill.

“Absolutely not.”

George grinned.

“Basket in the hall closet, champ.”

Edward pointed a spatula at him.

“Traitor.”

The children were already running inside.

A few minutes later, Caleb returned carrying a wicker photo basket. His continue reading …