The time I spend with my grandkids is a blessing that cannot be explained. I just wish every grandmother could enjoy their grands as often as I do. Granted, I am a constance source of embarassment to the teenagers and a great lot of fun to the younger ones. When you are a grand parent, you can be silly, dance, sing and not worry about what people think. I laugh now at the things they do that got my kids in trouble for doing the same things. I loved babies when I was a teenager and always had to hold one when I saw them. My friends tho't I was crazy............I was........about babies. In my 52 years, I have rocked a million miles with babies in my arms. Still love to do that, but they are all too big. I will be so thrilled to get to rock Lacy's baby in March.I rocked Lana until she got so big I couldn't get out of the rocker with her. If someone asked me what the sweetest thing in the world was, I would say a baby's breath on my neck when I hold them on my shoulder, I would say their soft little ,precious hands...........there are too many to mention. Some day I may move to a larger town and apply at a hospital to be a cuddler. The small babies always love you no matter how you look, how old you are.......and even listen to you sing.
I pray that my children and grands will not remember me for the material things I provided but for the feeling that they are cherished.