Nice

Last night, whilst visiting my cousins Bryan, Kirsten, Michelle, and Ken, I got to iChat with my Grandma Clayton, who was visiting my uncle Charlie in Salt Lake. Those Charlie Claytons have quite the setup going with their Macs and their webcams.

One of my favorite parts of the conversation was discussing the impending birth of my child (which, in case you were counting, is a little over a month away if you believe these doctor people). Grandma, who herself gave birth 12 times, bless her soul, asked if I liked my doctor and the hospital where I'd be delivering.

Eliza: "I like my new doctors. There are 2 of them, and they both seem really nice. We went on a tour of the hospital last week and it was pretty nice. The rooms are nice, too."

(I can be adjective-challenged from time to time, especially when attempting to iChat in a crowded room.)

Grandma: "And you're nice. And Matt is nice. And the baby will be nice."

It's good to have funny grandmas.