OUR GRANDSON
    My grandson, Brady, is the best thing I've ever done... that I really didn't have anything to do with. Brady has taught me to walk through life in search of treasures.

     Two years and two months old.

     Nap time on a warm, sunny, summer afternoon. This little grandbaby shouldn't be having a bottle anymore BUT I'm a grandmother and if he wants a bottle of chocolate milk... then he will have it. I gently lay him in his crib. Even though it's a warm day, he wants to be covered with his fur blanket, the one he's become attached to since Christmas time. With shoes off, he is comfortably tucked in. I hand him his bottle of chocolate milk. With the back of my hand, I caress his cheek and I say, "Oh Brady, grandma loves you soooo much!" He slowly removes the bottle from his mouth, turns his head toward my hand and kisses it. Not saying a word, he returns to his bottle and nap. Life just doesn't get any better than this.

     I know for sure: that watching your children raise children is lifelong entertainment.