My grandmother turns 86 years young today. I gave her a Ceiva Digital Frame (see this post earlier in the week regarding this cool digital frame), so in keeping with our new tradition, I took the kids over to Pocket Park to take a picture to send to my grandmother's new frame on her birthday...today. 86 years old. That means she was born in 1926.
The year Winnie-the-Pooh was published in the UK by A.A. Milne.
And aerosol sprays were invented in Norway by Erik Rotheim.
And Henry Ford announced the 40-hour work week.
A lot of pretty cool and historic things happened that year. But in my opinion, nothing tops the fact that my grandmother was born that year.
She's an amazing woman. She's lived by herself for almost 30 years in Corinth, Mississippi, and she's extremely self-sufficient. She writes letters to me and my children quite often, and she's never forgotten a single birthday, anniversary or special event. My daughter, Sloane, looks exactly like her. I'm reminded of Mimi almost every time I look at Sloane, with her blonde hair and crystal blue eyes.
She's Mimi to me, and she's Beck Beck to my children. Regardless of what we call her, I'm just glad she's my grandmother.
She is indeed, grand....
Happy Birthday, Mimi...I love you.