As many of you my family brings me joy. BUT it's my grand children that bring the joy that that puts a lump in my throat and tears to my eyes. I currently have 4 with another one on the way. The oldest is almost 7 and the youngest is 7 months (2 boys and 2 girls). I have been blessed in being able to watch my 2 grandson (now 6 and 4) full-time since they were infants while my DD and SIL work. Being with them everyday is truly fun for me. The things we do and the things they say warm my heart. Two quick examples, during last years christmas program, my 6 year old GS was on stage with this class (they were instructed not to wave to the audience) when he made eye contact with me he crossed his arms across his chest like an X and pointed to me. That's his sign for hugs. Made me cry right there. Today the 4 yr old GS invited me over for a sleep-over at "his" house. He's here 30+ hours a week and still wants me to be with him. Guess where I'm sleeping tonight?
