I was very excited to get to Craig, not just to see Josh and Shelby, but to see my niece, Greta, again. I ran into the living room with a huge smile and walked right up to her as friendly as could be. She took one look at me and totally freaked out, crying and turning around in her mother's arms to try and get away from me. I was heartbroken. Fortunately this proved to just be a phase, and within a few hours we were good friends again. Unfortunately she had recently gotten sick, as everyone would during the week and half I was in Craig. Josh and Shelby keep a busy schedule, and I diligently rose at 6am each morning to accompany Josh to school and get some work done myself. Shelby teaches half time in the mornings, and then spends the rest of the day with Greta, a full time job and then some.
For most of my visit, Greta was pretty miserable from being sick. She was restless, breathing loudly through her nose, and complaining frequently. My final day in Craig, however, she started feeling well again and was a totally different person. She entertained herself on the floor, nearly able to crawl, and would happily be held without complaining. I even got a chance to feed her, though more of the food ended up on the two of us and everything in between rather than being swallowed.