January 2 - 2009

My grandson spent the night last night. He is so playful and silly. This isn't a great photo technically, but I just love it! He was blowing through a big foam ball. The little whistle it produced made him giggle.

Side note: My oldest son comments, a lot, how I let this little guy get away with way more than I ever let him (my son). I have to agree! I'm wiser now. And it's not my job to be tough with him, it's his moms! It's my job to love him and giggle with him and just enjoy being with him. It's his moms job to make sure he doesn't make messes or wear mismatched clothes! At my house, it's okay to eat the frosting when we are baking cookies, tell really terrible jokes 20 times, and eat cupcakes for breakfast! It's my job to teach him how much fun a Grandma is, so that when he has children, maybe some of that will be shared with them. Ahh hindsight....