Thursday, June 17, 2010


Lyra Ann Byrd was born in New Jersey while her parents worked in New York.  Mother, Donna. came home when she awas 4 days old!  They stayed with us for awhile and then moved to Reno with Dad, Richard, and his parents.  I didn't see her very often, and next thing we knew she had a baby sister, Gienah.  I went to Reno to visit when Gienah was around 5-6 months old.  Lyra did NOT like me, she screamed whenever she saw me looking at her, no way could I touch her, pick her up!  Knowing a little about babies and toddlers, I didn't let it upset me--she didn't know me and I was picking up her new baby sister!  Mom and Dad moved the family to Oregon .  I next saw Lyra when she was around three.  She ran to me and hugged and kissed.  The following several years we wrote, sent photos and the two kids made cards for me.
One day Donna called me with a Lyra story--Lyra came to her crying, a small, almost invisible boo-boo.  Donna couldn't see anything  "What do you want me to do?" Lyra, "I want a bandaid!"  Mom, "I don't have any bandaids".  "Gramma has one!"  So from then on, for years, every card, letter, birthday present contained a box of bandaids. 


Donna Endres said...

And each bandaid was cute in some way. Life was definitely better with a band-aid. Grandma bandaids heal all.

ChaChaneen said...

Aw that is cute!!!!