My mom has this photo of Greta in her house.  It is one of my favorites.  A classic pose, with her shiny coffee cup, chatting on the phone in her friend Keira's playhouse.  I remember that day, the two of them fighting over that purple phone.  

Zach went back to work this week so the house feels a bit empty.  We drove up to my mom's today.  We are spending the night and leaving in the morn, back to the big city with a bag of homemade chocolate chip cookies for papa.