I regularly have lunch with Cindy but today was extra special because Kyle joined us, too. Just as mothers often see only the child in their adult offspring, I can't look at my grandson, Kyle, without seeing the beautiful little boy with blonde hair and sand ringed lips. He used to eat sand when he was a little boy.
We had lunch at "The Power House" and it was so good! I had fish and chips...the fish was one of the best I've ever had. We ate and gabbed for quite a while longer than we'd planned because Cindy had an appointment at 2 P.M. There was no way she could make it so I begged her to accept she'd be late and not drive like a maniac to get there. She drove me nicely to my apartment but I can't guarantee she drove that carefully when she left.
I was so lucky to have quality time with most of my grandchildren and formed bonds that will remain forever. I knew them when, so to speak. I changed diapers and cleaned snotty noses so I paid my dues and deserve to have this lovely relationship with my babies.
I pity the people who have no interest in their grandchildren or greatgrandchildren. They have no idea how much they've lost by not being close to their progeny. I love mine dearly!
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