Congratulations!
I was asked what I shall be called. I decided it would be whatever he called me (my first grandson was born in May of this year.)
I actually like that idea and grats on the grandson.
Thanks to everyone. Having another grandkid is a conundrum for me. For the life of me I can't figure out how I ever made it past 25, much less get my head around the fact that I'm over 50. In my head, I'm still in my 30's.
I'm fighting the whole aging thing, tooth and nail. But then I hold the little rascal, or play with the other one, and yeah...it's all worth it. Like Cindy said, it's really family that matters the most.
That said, we're always clamoring for pics. so, meet Samuel, 8lbs 12oz.
I'm thinking if he's like most guys, he's gonna take a good 30 years to cure. Probably go through a lot of physical changes and some chemical reactions along the way, like a swirl that never stops changing. But I'm thinking this one is a keeper, and I'm planning on being there through the whole process. I'm a proud Gra.....uh, Pappy.
He's having a procedure tomorrow, but you'll have to excuse me if I don't post the "Cut" pics.
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