Nana and Papa were so enthralled with Lydia their game of checkers was put on hold and Del could closer see the pieces, they were half of snowmen and Christmas trees without the tops made out of ceramic pieces. Some were old and chipped as it was soon declared that was the same set that had been around since Kryner was Lydia's age. It was tradition to play Checkers and the little set had always been Kryner's favorite since he was a child, now he was bigger and smarter he preferred chess over checkers, but had mastered the game just as well.<br/><br/>Papa reached over and wiggled her foot in the black shoes, "Oh ho got your toe, got your toe." She gleefully squealed happily and giggled with that happy toothless smile on her face. She was so overjoyed she couldn't look at them and turned her face away as her whole body kept wiggling in her mother's lap. Just so happy and excited her hands were waving and feet trying to get free from Papa's fingers. Kryner sat down to pick up where Papa had left off with Nana.<br/>"Well, he's in quite the pickle isn't he?" He asked her with a chuckle as Nana nodded,<br/>"Seems so, he's been waiting for you guys to come down. We read the paper about your trip up into the mountain young man and you were very brave to go save that man's life. Both of you were, and the avalanche... well when we rode to town before the snow had set in we could see the landside. Didn't know that was you making all that racket." She said with a grandmotherly love of caution and praise.