For the past, mmmm…3 weeks I have had the pleasure of having my oldest daughter and her two daughters here with us from Casper, Wyoming. It has been stressful at times, but the joy of getting to see, touch, hug, laugh and love those three girls in my life on a daily basis has completely over ridden the stress.
This picture is of my two oldest granddaughters, they were sitting on the floor discussing what they planned to do and see that day at the Como Park Zoo & Conservatory. Kailie is on the left, she is Melissa’s oldest daughter (the one who lives in Wyoming) and Lexi is on the right and she is my youngest daughter Stephanie’s oldest.
Kailie & Lexi
It’s too bad I can’t seem to get all three girls to sit still long enough to get their picture together. The one below is my number 3 granddaughter Emily. Emily is such a lovable little baby and is for the most part the quietest child I have seen. She gets a little loud when her sister or cousin don’t let her have what she wants or tries to pick her up when she is hell bent on heading to a certain destination that they don’t think she ought to be at…but other wise such a beautiful, sweet baby inside and out. Of course, all my granddaughters are and I am NOT in the least bit prejudiced.
Emily
Stephanie is pregnant with her 2nd child, she swears up and down that she is going to break the chain we have going on here in our family and that this one is a boy. She hasn’t had that ultra-sound thingy where they can see what the baby is, but, while I hope for them if this is what they want that they get a boy (Daddy said he doesn’t care one way or another), secretly I am a bit fearful of her having a boy because I have been surrounded by girls pretty much my whole adult life and I don’t know if I can do boys or not. I’m sure once I hold the little one in my arms, my great-big Grandma heart will kick in and it won’t matter one little bit, my heart will be lost just like it has been on the other three. The baby is due at the end of the year, I have plenty of time to adjust.
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Lynn says...
Susan, I can only tell you from my point of you but boys are, for sheer cuddle-ability, the best. I have one of my grandsons staying at the moment and when it comes to cuddles he can’t get enough. And for off-the-cuff demonstrations of love he’s totally fab. He’ll just wander over to me and then plant a kiss on the nearest part of me available – arms, hands, cheek, elbow – he’s not fussy. And once the kiss is planted he’ll wander off and go back to doing his thing.
Truth is my sons still give me the occasional cuddle. Or if I’m sitting down they’ll give me a crafty kiss on the head and skid-addle. They’re 23 and 20 now so the mushy stuff gets done a little more surreptitiously but it still gets done:)