Nov 8th, 2007 -  Today my grandmother arrived from India. Her flight came in the evening and we all went to receive her at the airport. Once she saw me, she took me out of the stroller (big mistake) and I started running all over the airport. Finally, I made it home. Omce we got there, I ran out of the car and took my grandma home all by myself. I know how to get there.

I then made her evening more memorable by climbing on the dining table and eating off her plate. I really made a mess of the entire table.

Welcome Bapamma. You are in for a lot of fun.