Sundays With Mummi
One of the highlights of my stay on the family farm was getting to spend time with my grandmother. "Mummi" is my dad's mother. She's ninety years old and for the last I can't remember how long has been living at an old age facility about a ten-minute drive from the farmhouse. (We call her Mummi because it's the name my cousin Seija gave her when Seija was really young. I think it's a toddler's interpretation of the Finnish word for grandmother, but I'm not entirely sure.) For