The age old debate to get my grandmother to come visit me.

Bibi:  Bring your husband here, I want to see him.

Me:  You come here if you want to see him.

Bibi:  I can’t see, you know my eyesight is horrible.  You should come here.

Me:  I promise I will come if you come back with me.

Bibi:  I will only come if you have a child.

Me:  I will only have a child if you come here to take care of it.

Bibi:  ME?!  How can I take care of it?  I can’t see.

Me:  I will leave the baby with you, and you can hold it in your arms.  You don’t need to see for that, do you?

Bibi:  That is good. I can hold that baby and sing it lullabies and prayers.  But who will change its diapers?

Me: I don’t know.  Pedram maybe?  We can always get someone to help us out.

Bibi:  That is good, maybe you guys can get me my own little apartment, and I will hold your baby and sing it lullabies all day long.  I can do that.

Me:  So come already!  I miss you!

Bibi:  First have the baby, and then I’ll come.

Me:  But you told me that if I got married you’d come, and you didn’t!  I only got married so I could see you and now I have to ride a bicycle everywhere.

Bibi:  Okay, okay.  Guess I better practice my singing

(and then she sings me a lullaby in Farsi — it is adorable)

My grandmother is undergoing operations on both her eyes, hopefully it will help her see better.  Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers for an easy recovery so she can come visit and take care of my unborn baby.