Mom and Dad sat on the second row with Aunt Beryl, each holding one of Mateo and Evie’s triplets. But it was my Grandmother Maybelle who made me smile the most. She was cooing to Diego who was propped over my Dad’s shoulder. Diego kept giggling as he played with the giant pearly beads of her necklace, trying to stuff them in his mouth. That baby tried to eat everything.
