My grandma passed only a month before my oldest was born. I was still in school, so my cousin watched him. Mind you, I did not see this, but my cousin is on my dad's side of the family and my grandma, my mom's. (My cousin had never seen my grandma as the divorce was very early in my life!)
Anyway - long story - another time.
I got home from school and my cousin pulled me aside. She asked me if my grandma had dark brown but salt and peppery hair -- I said yes. Glasses? Yes. Short hair? Short in height? Yes. Yes.
She said that when she walked into the kitchen (where Lane was in the swing) from the living room - she saw my grandma standing next to him. She was smiling down at him.
So even though I'm not a firm believer in ghosts - I am in guardian angels - and I know that she was just checking in on him!