We were watching Micah, watching tv, talking, and catching up, and it really was a nice evening. As we started to watch the New Year's festivities on tv, we could not believe Micah was going strong. The clock hit 11:30...11:45...11:50...at 11:53, I joked with DH that Micah would fall asleep just before the ball dropped.
Then...11:59 came. By 11:59:23...Micah passed out on the couch. Yep, that is right - he just crashed, right before the ball dropped! He was DEAD asleep. We were holding him in front of the tv, putting his jacket on, transferring him to the car - and he didn't make a sound. He was out cold the entire ride home and for the transfer to his bed, and he slept until 10:00 the next morning!





New Year's Day, we decided to take him up to visit my grandmother to celebrate her 97th birthday. We brought her a cake, and the two of them were able to spend some quality time together. She suffers from dementia, so I'm not exactly certain she knew who he was, but she seemed to think he was beautiful, and he made all of the residents smile. I just like knowing that my Grammy has had the opportunity to spend some time with him, and I'll forever be able to hold those memories.
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