So, I have noticed since Harry's moved in I haven't blogged much. Shame on me...now that he's been here a week I think it's high time I got back into the swing of things. I love the fact that he is here, don't get me wrong. I have spent time getting to know him, making him meals, washing his dishes and doing laundry for him, including making his bed (only after I washed the sheets and no other time) and filling his pill keepers.

Something I think is a necessary evil...it's the only way he can take his pills everyday and not have to fight with the containers. Besides, it's all part of being a caregiver.

I love being around him and having him here. He's a wonderful grandfather to Carli and a great help to James and I. He seems to get Carli to do things (or stop doing things) when neither James or I can. He knows what to say to her to get her to go to bed at night no matter how much cajoling I/we seem to do.

Wow, I hope when I'm older and around my grandchildren, I can work my magic like he works his.