The box of ornaments had old dusty ones from ages past, red metal spheres with chips in their reflective paint from being scuffed and dropped likely by children. Many had tiny oily handprints left where the dust didn't settle on them properly, a few were more special ornaments like snowmen on a string, a few wood carving ones. So on and so forth, trips down a lane of history that Del wasn't around for, but she had a new little one to make memories with as she saw her little head wobbling as she crawled inch by inch over to Papa who chuckled at her noises.<br/><br/>Kryner and Nana had set up another game of checkers to play, while Del crossed the kitchen she could smell something very sweet being cooked up on the stove which only had a tea kettle sitting on the stovetop. Lydia heard her mama's voice and poked her head up to look around with those bright blue eyes, "Mmmm, uhmmmmm." She grunted before finally reaching her papa resting her head on his thigh as he picked her up to bounce on his knee. "Good job little tyke, you'll be like your daddy running around in no time." He said as he watched Lydia smile back at him holding onto his fingers as he bounced her gently not to mess up her neck too much.