You knew that was coming sooner or later, right?
I was invited to a photo shoot today involving my adopted grandchildren (If you know these kids for reals, mum's the word because it's a b-day surprise for their mom.) They were real troupers while they were being posed in a variety of shots, especially little Pixie, who even begrudged us a smile now and then.
Dash, Pinque, River, and Pixie
Nobody loves Pixie. Whatever.
My handsome Avatar
The Chunk. I have to watch it because whenever I go to his house lately he tags along when I leave. He follows me out the door, saying to his mom, "Going Grandpa's house." (Computer Geek and I are equally "Grandpa.") Then he walks to the car with me, assuming he's coming along. He's so cute that we never have the heart to tell him to stay home. So he came over tonight and...
...helped harvest vegetables! We finally have him trained to stop picking the green tomatoes. Now we just have to work on getting him to pick the pepper only, and not the entire plant.
When Chunk and I arrived at my house, granddaughter Hoolie was there, visiting Computer Geek. She said to me tonight, "Although Weston is ancient in years, did you know that in eight years, I am going to be sixteen?" If my thirteen-year-old Weston is ancient in years, what does that make me?
A mom and grandma who is filled with joy, that's what.