! ! You’re THREE ! !
When he first entered this world …
on his 1st birthday …
when he turned 2 …
& DANG, I adore this delightful habit of writing.
Penning quiet amazement,
journaling many thoughts about this soul I call, Grand-boy.
♥
& today, he’s 3.
THREE
♥
He became a BIG BRO a few months ago
and witnessing the love he adorns onto his little sis, daily, is everything.
Absolutely. EVERYTHING.
& if I could bottle up the beauty,
the innocence,
the sqoooooooshiness wrapped withing those embraces ?
WooooooWeeeee
Right THERE is all I’d need.
ahhhhh.
Just the other evening, after a pretty significant rain storm, the sun peeked and I commented to a busy bath and bedtime household, how I hoped to see a rainbow,
looked out a window,
hmmmm-ed,
sat down and oh welled as the routine of upstairs carried on, when suddenly,
GRAMMA JACKI GRAMMA JACKI
A front porch minute, we shared.
I giggle when I hear myself exclaim been there done that as I recall the sometimes exasperating effort involved in raising tiny humans to adulthood,
and it is,
it is
but this gig dubbed Grandparent ??
YEAH. HUH.
Go get ’em THREE.
Enjoy your today and keep being exactly who you be
unstoppable and loving and happy and sad and silly and quiet and LOUD and inquisitive
a book loving, superhero-ing, just because you feel like a somersault, somersault-ing guy
& so, soooooo
shhhh,
quick as an instant,
there it is in all it’s incredible purity
thoughtful.
BIG HUGS, B
! ! You’re THREE ! !
🙂