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Lyla leads a difficult life. She's like a movie star, everyone taking her picture and wanting to see her and get close to her. She needs handlers, too, people who tend to her and manage her every move.

Time to introduce the grandparents.


This is Grandma Julie, who wants to be called Grammy. We'll see about that. Grandma Julie drives home from work past our house and is also off on Fridays. I think we'll be seeing a lot of Grandma/Grammy Julie.


Here's Grandpa Tom. At Tom and Julie's house last night, he held Lyla 80% of the time. He is very calm, which is why she was as well.


Grandpa John is a professional photographer. I think Lyla will be his new muse.


And here is Grandma Jackie, who stayed with us from Sunday through Friday. The only way to have a baby is to have a grandma stay at your house for a few days. She cooked, cleaned, held Lyla, and kept us sane.


Lyla also has great-grandparents. This is Great-Grandma Alice, also known as Grandpa Tom's mother. She gave us the baptismal gown that was first worn in the late 1800s, by Lyla's Great-Great-Grandpa Harry. Interestingly, Lyla's Great-Grandpa, also named Harry, will baptize her in it in late-December. So she will be baptized by my grandfather, whose own father was the first to be baptized in the gown she will wear. Now that's history. Hopefully she won't poop all over it.