They grow up faster than you can blink!
This weekend another of our grandchildren will be baptized. I remember the day she was born. We were going to have lots of girls in our little grand-family. The promise far outweighed the reality. Now our little girls are attending their "maturation clinics".
The other day, I awoke from a terrible nightmare and couldn't go back to sleep. (I guess it was really "the other night"). I dreamed we were somewhere camping and Cy showed up with his family. Cy loves to be tickled, so I ran over and wrestled him to the ground, pulled up his shirt, and started tickling. Then Cy looked up at me and said "Grandpa! I'm a senior in high school now!" Someday, he will be. And no more tickling from Grandpa.
3 comments:
Oh, stop! Her baptism isn't until tomorrow, and I'm already starting to cry.
A few things. Tyler is crawling, not walking. Thank heavens! Also, Shon may have been the cutest little boy ever. You need a fishing wall in your house somewhere with such precious photos hanging.
And finally, your loving grand-daughters are going to hate you for using the phrase "maturation clinic" in a post about their baptisms. . . Sheesh - how embarrassing!
Actually, the "maturation clinic" reference is to other granddaughters, but it is true.
Mom
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