Oh, yes she did...

Poor Dylan. He finds himself in a family full of sassy chicks. Well, there's his mom, first and foremost. Then take Grandma Ethelyn, who is Dylan's great-grandmother. This summer there was a debate as to whether Grandma Ethelyn actually made a cherry/apple pie the very first Thanksgiving that Cristiano's parents came with us to the U.S. and put a sign on it that said "What the hell is it?" See, grandma usually makes several pies at Thanksgiving in addition to making just about everything else but that year she was too tired or lazy to make various pies, so she experimented with combinations. Anyway, this summer I was telling the story to various family members about how Grandma Ethelyn made the What-The-Hell-Is-It pie and nobody believed me. Well, I just found the photo to attest to it! Plus, grandma wore her "My Name Is" name tag (giving herself the title of "grandmother") to Thanksgiving for the benefit of Cristiano's parents and roared up to the event in a sports car with her friend Larry, whom she brought along because "He knows some Mexican." Larry proceeded to speak to Cristiano's parents in broken "Mexican" while talking about his bypass surgery and showing a wallet full of photos various Latin lovelies he's met over the years. Just your usual Thanksgiving. That's what the hell it was. Who knows what Dylan will make of it all when he's old enough to understand the craziness he was born into?