These are 2 pictures of the house in Heber that my Aunt Alta and Uncle Joe lived more than 50 yrs. ago. It's impressive that it is still standing and it looks like the "new" owners have updated the siding and roof, but basically, it looks the same. It's weird, because I dream about being in this house a lot, but back when I was a little girl or when I was in college. I would get a ride down to Heber at Thanksgiving time from Rexburg and stay with "Grandma and Grandpa". I remember sleeping in Alta's bed and she had flannel sheets on the bed. Being from the coast, I had never even heard of flannel sheets and I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It's funny what you remember. I sometimes think about asking if I could look in the house, but I don't want my memories to be altered by how it is now. So, I just look at it from the outside sometimes when I am in Heber.
I am practicing putting photos on my blog site, so that tomorrow, I can put the photos of KC on the site. He is so cute. I just want to hold him and play with him, but I am going to control myself for a few days and let Kristen and Dave have a chance to settle into a routine. It makes me baby hungry like I haven't been for years. No one told me that part of being a grandma.