Laugh

I just got off the phone with my mom. She laughed just like my grandma (and her mother) used to laugh. I loved her laugh. I can't really explain it, but no one else laughs like she did. Until now. It was eerie.

Maybe it is a grandma laugh. My mom became a grandma on Monday.

I can't wait for it to slip out again.

I am now an aunt. That word looks kind of old to me. I hope I am not called "auntie". Just my name is fine. My niece is very cute - she's not all scrunched up and discolored like some newborns. I am quite proud of my brother and his wife.