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Sep. 10th, 2006 10:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My grandmother passed away this evening. Jesse isn't taking it very well, poor kid. It hasn't really sunk in for Dingo, except now he says he'll never get the mashed potatoes he loves ever again. He only likes my grandmother's mashed potatoes. We got the word when we were across town tonight and Jesse bawled and screamed his little lungs out all the way home. It's not just this great-grandmother for him, it's all the people over the last year and a half that he hasn't quite worked through the loss of. He feels very insecure. I had a cry when we got home because it wasn't safe to cry while I was driving and then once I was feeling a little better I made the boys homemade pancakes because it was what they said would make them feel better. They both went on to bed a little bit ago and I'm going on to bed too pretty soon here. I have a little headache, which probably isn't surprising.
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Date: 2006-09-11 03:46 am (UTC)