If you're friends with P, well then you're down with me

I brought my mom up to visit for most of the last week, since she hasn't had any quality Simon time since the summer before last, and I want to make sure Simon knows his grandmother. I think she certainly could use the change of scenery, too, after my stepdad died in October.

I'm convinced that there's something about grandparents that kids just know about. It doesn't even matter that it has been awhile since he spent time with her. It was super cute to see him lead her around to show her stuff and cuddle up next to her on the couch.

The most entertaining thing was that Simon came up with several names for mom. There was "Grammie" and something else vaguely like "Grandma," but since she called him "Sweetie Pie," he started calling her the same. Even better, this somehow got distilled to "P." When mom had her rental car, he said, "P's car outside." He said, "Oh P come sit on the couch." And best of all, in our nightly review the day mom went back to Florida, "P went on the airplane."

Mom also had a chance to catch up with some friends still here, and coworkers at her former job. Poor mom has Ohio removed from her blood. It's too damn cold, and she reminded us how much the winter here sucks (like I need a reminder). To make up for it, she did bring my favorite cookies. :)