Lucy has a way of making friends of all ages and my grandson immediately took a liking to her.

Never once did he question why Lucy always sat in the same chair nor did he ask why she didn't talk. She was accepted as a member of the family.

But I do wonder what was going through his mind as he gently touched Lucy's hand. Was he hoping that she would hold his hand? Was he wondering why his "Lala" would have this strange lady in the house? Or was he just marveling at how "special" she was? I may never know the answer.

Today, my three grandchildren laugh about Lucy and occasionally Evan will pull off her wig and put it on his head and go running around the house with hysterical laughter.

I guess it's a good thing that Lucy is not too sensitive!