"Grandma, may I show you that I can count by tens?" "Ten (and the fingers all go up and then down), twenty, thirty, forty, fifty..." "...sixty, seventy, eighty, ninety..." "ONE HUNDRED!!!" "Grandma, did that make you a bit happier? I love you so-o-o much Grandma!" How surprised I was this evening to hear a knock at the door and then find in the blowing snow, my son with little David standing at the door with take-out cups of hot chocolate. "Grandma! We brought a party for you!"