Things are going really good for the babies. Last week we got a call from my grandpas nursing home that we needed to call in hospice for him. We knew he was getting really bad but it is still hard to hear. He has always been here and it will be hard when he's not. Grandpa has only seen sissy 1 time and that's when she was around 1 month old. Last week we brought grandpa home to be with us his last days. At the end of last week I took Emily over so she could see her papa. It was really heartbreaking for me. Of course I had a minor break-down but I pulled it together. My older son is very close to my grandparents and I guess it's sad that neither of these two will remember him. She sat next to him and put her head on his pillow it was really sweet. I of course took pictures. I don't think gpa knew who any of us were that day but I know he felt the love. Just as we were leaving I looked back in on gpa and told him we were going to take Emily home and he opened his eyes and mumbled home. I said yeah we have to get her back home. I put her on his chest and he patted her little butt and gave her a kiss. Something that will probably always stick in my mind.