Being a grandma is a wonderful thing. I set here at the computer with a 1 year old helping me type. Gage is visiting for a few days and it is bringing back memories that I had forgotten. For one thing I watched Sesame Street twice this afternoon. I have Cheerios on my floor. I am looking forward to bedtime. There are some differences since I did this so many years ago. I am not Mom I am Nana G. I don’t have to worry about saying No. I can set in the floor and play and not worry about if I am teaching him to be lazy. I don’t have to do anything but spoil. It is awesome. I love that I get to be the fun one. I think this is one of the great rewards of growing old and falling apart.
Ok, so I am going to have to pray hard for my kids because it is going to take them a week to work the Nana out of this little one.
Proverbs 22:6 Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn away from it.
Tim looked very funny jumping out of that swing at the park tonight.