Eleven Years Ago

Eleven years ago on Labor Day September 03 my youngest grandson was born.  It was a real labor day for his mother.  They had been visiting us and Jen said before she left.  “You better pack up and come along I think I might be going to have the baby!”
I knew he was a boy.  Jen and Andy were keeping it a secret but Jen slipped one day while talking with me and said “The boys.”  so I knew.  Far Guy did not want to know..so we did not tell him.
He was beautiful handsome.  I was there when he drew his first breath..I counted his fingers and his toes and tried to comfort his mother who had a very difficult labor.
Tomorrow he is headed for fifth grade.

Time goes by so fast.

It seems like only yesterday.



His mother bought three or four of these blankets.  He would chew on the outer edges..sometimes I would worry that he would stuff so much of his “blankie” into his mouth that he would choke.  His mother would occasionally “trim” the outer edges of the blankie..so it got smaller and smaller.


We had chocolate doughnuts while he was here..they are one of his favorites.

When he opened his card he knew immediately that he wanted to head to someplace that sold Legos..apparently he had his eye on something:)