I know this is a blog about Willow pants but in a round about way this post is related.  Lately I have been thinking a lot about how much Willow has changed my life FOR THE BETTER and I keep coming back to MY grandparents and how sad I am that they will never get to meet her.  As the holidays get closer they are always on my mind every year.  All the special things that we used to do.  Well today as I took Willow on our daily walk I was yet again reminded about my grandparents.  Someone in our neighborhood was burning their fireplace(or woodburning stove). The smell of the wood smoke really reminded me of my grandparents.  Not sure why all of a sudden it came to me but it did. Every year as it got colder I remember that smell(we lived next door so I smelled it a lot).  I remember the way my grandpa's flannel shirt smelled of that smoke every time I hugged him. And for some reason today it really brought back those great memories.  Kinda sappy I know (especially for me), but I had to write this down for Willow to read someday.  I hope she has as many great memories with her grandparents as I did with mine.