While we are not (yet) to the point where Grandma guesses who we are, she seems to have developed a new favorite past-time... wanting to know all the other trivia about us. It's like breaking the ice right after a pickup line - only it's coming from a 79-year-old. We can be talking (in the middle of a conversation), driving somewhere, watching TV or cooking dinner and she pipes in:G-ma: How old are you?
Me: I'm 23.
G-ma: What did you do today?
Me: I went to work.
G-ma: Where do you work?
Me: Latin America Mission.
G-ma: Are you in school?
Me: Yes.
G-ma: And you're how old?
You can see, I hope, where this gets old (literally). Still, never a dull moment.
