Ok technically the photos are only three generations. I (the missing generation) and not in any of the photos.
Grand Pat and I took the boys to see MY Grandmother, Grandma Bea. My Grandmother, their Great-Grandmother. See four generations (them, me, Grand Pat / my mom, and Grandma Bea)
The boys loved on her, and talked to all the residents they met in the halls. The both gave her a hand massage and worried about her not getting to go outside, and also about her blankets. Big Brother told Grandma Bea that ‘her playroom had the same toys has his, but no ball pit’. He had noted their OT / PT room had many of the same toys and tools that the OT room he goes to has, but sadly no crash pad or ball pit.
It saddens me greatly NOT to be able to take my boys each and every week to spend time with Grandma Bea. If it was not a 7 hour drive we’d see her at least once a week if not twice. If it, even, was only 2 hours we’d make the trip weekly. I miss her, and the boys love to see her so much.