This week in Kansas City marks the fourth time Elisa has visited in her two years. We are lucky to still have family in town and that makes visiting all the more special. So after a couple of nights with friends, we picked my mom up at the airport and swung out to Independence to visit with my Grandma Mitchell. On December 6th, Grandma will turn 90 and what a life it's been. She now shares a room at the assisted living center with a woman she grew up with. In fact, as Grandma likes to tell it, she was at her friend's house the day she was born. She was hiding out under their porch with the big brother of the family, eating peaches and having a good time. Isn't it a small world? As we visited with her the other day, she was delighted to see Elisa jumping and dancing. She thought she was "something else." And we couldn't agree more. Yesterday we made it out to Arthur Bryant's for some barbecue and Nacho was relieved to check that off his to-do list. Burnt ends and white bread for me, while Nacho enjoyed the combo platter, fries and coleslaw. Mmmm. Elisa was asleep in the car just moments before we pulled in, but she immediately perked up when she got inside and saw the food. "My sandwich" she said and away she went eating like a real Kansas City girl. That's my kid.
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