Savannah's Weblog

She had no idea where she was, but last Wednesday, Savannah went to her first funeral. I felt strange having a child there, but my sister in law, who would've kept Savannah, was keeping another child that day and Savannah had a cold (and a fever two nights earlier.) We didn't want to risk the other child catching it. She got a little restless toward the end.

My stepfather died the previous Saturday. His health had gone down over the last two years. He was very fond of Savannah. The one occassion that she spent the most time with Papa Ronnie and Granny Ruth was when she was 18 months old. Ronnie liked Clifford the Big Red Dog and Dragon Tales I think. They played together, and she sat out on the mudroom steps with Mom where she sits to think. So he last saw her during a really cute and sweet stage.