grandma and oliver fern
This was Oliver’s first day home. Diana and I were delirious from basically no sleep the past 48 hours, so Grandma snuggled up with him while we took a nap. My mom will hate this picture if she ever sees it, she’ll claim her hair is green. Within days of having arrived in Seattle, she insists on going to the store for special shampoo because the municipal water supply has turned her strikingly silver hair, green (the chlorine, I guess). I tell her she’s getting the double whammy (all the rust from our galvanized metal pipes…soon to be replaced). We had pretty hard water when I was growing up. I was already a big dorkwad at school: It didn’t help when I showed up one day in my orange acid-washed pleated jeans!