The coffee table in the living room held special interest for Cohen when he visited on his way to California earlier this month. After they left, there were little slobber prints under and on top of the glass. And I guess I must be fully into the grama mode because when I was dusting and vacuuming later in the week for a party we were having, I couldn't bring myself to wipe off all the prints. I left the ones underneath...sort of a tattoo of gramahood and testament to the fact that I am totally captivated by that little guy.