Making Babies and President Lincoln
Yesterday morning, as I was driving Annie Rose to preschool, we had the following chat: AR: “I miss my Safta.” Me: “Who?” AR: “My Safta.  That is Hebrew for Grandma.  Why does Yaya live in a different part of America than we do?” Me: “Well, Yaya’s home is in Florida, and ours is in Illinois. ... Read more »