“You thought you were going to hide this one like the other two didn’t you Lincoln Riker?” Syd snapped.
“Mom, you know where we live. You have my phone number, It works both ways,” Lincoln stated defensively.
“Gramma!” the kids squealed as they tackled Syd for hugs.
“We named the baby Natalie after uncle Emmitt’s daughter Natalie. Willow thinks that maybe she’ll take after her namesake.” Lincoln informed his mother.
“Well, it’s a good think you didn’t name her after you because she’d never call her mother!” Syd retorted.













