Grandkids Are Blessings, Grandparents Should Be

Grandkids are a great blessing in our lives.  We now have twenty-five and love each and everyone so very much.  They all have their own unique personalities and we are so happy that we can be around to see them grow and do the things they are involved in.  Like all of us, each one has ups and downs, challenges and triumphs along the road of life.  We rejoice in the parents of all twenty-five of these precious little ones ( Well, some of them are actually getting pretty big and are now out on their own.)  As grandparents we take great comfort in knowing that each of these precious grandchildren have wonderful parents who provide for them and love and teach them the important things in life. We love them all large and small.  This Saturday I had the opportunity to kind of go back about 40 years and take a little boy fishing.  Micah has kind of been feeling a little bit bent out of shape since the arrival of sweet little Neveah.  He is still loved greatly by all of his family, but has shown a few symptoms of the second child syndrome whatever that is.  I think he's just kind of crying out for a little extra attention.  Well, it was my  privilege to spend most of the day with Micah up at Third Dam on the Logan River.  We fished, and fished, and fished.  We even caught a few.  Micah was so happy to be outdoors with his old grandpa on a beautiful late summer day.  It was kind of hot, but up in the canyon by the river there was a cool breeze blowing off of the water.  We were actually in the shade much of the day and it was just about right temperature wise.  I thought we'd fish until he got tired of it, but it was actually me who said in the end" It's about time to go home."  He'd have gladly stayed until it was dark.  All in all we had a great time and I hope Micah will always know how much his grandpa loves him.

Big Smile,  String of Fish, and Grandpa.  I think that would make a great day for most boys.

We got home just in time to catch Addison mowing our little lawn.  He actually has a job mowing all of the lawns in our little subdivision.  He has learned from his dad and mom to do his very best.  Everyone here loves the way he does his job.  We are proud of him in so many ways.  It's hard to believe he's already started into his Junior year in High School.  He is a great student.  He runs on the cross country team at Mountain Crest.  He is a great big brother, son and grandson.  What more could you ask of a sixteen year old.  He even avoids the cute girls at school, well, maybe not.