As we were sitting at Sunday night dinner, grandma starts talking about the Wii. About how she wants a Wii. Quickly. So last night, her and Robert were supposed to take a trip into Lincoln to pick one out and bring it back to the cabin to set up.

I just kept thinking how cool it is that my grandma wanted one to play. There was no influence from any of the grand kids (or regular kids for that matter) on whether she should buy one or not. It was completely her call.

I know we'll be heading out soon and will miss the regular Sunday night dinners, but now we may miss them for an entirely different reason. Way to go grandma. Way to go.