Our boys are lucky.
Really lucky.
They have Grandparents spanning from one side of the country to the other, and a few in between. I recently asked them about all of their Grandparents (with includes their Grandparents, Great-Grandparents, and “adopted” Grandparents) and this is what they had to say:
Mom: “What is your favorite thing about ______? What makes them so special?”
(In geographical order, from farthest away to closest)…
Grandma Teetsie (Terri)
Jack: “She talks to us on the phone.”
Michael: “She writes to me on facebook and e-mails me.”
Papa (Grandpa Al)
Jack: “We can go fishing with him.”
Michael: “He takes us fishing.”
Grandma Dawn
Jack: “She makes us orange juice… the fresh kind”
Michael: “She makes us root beer floats.”
Grandpa Mike
Jack: “He can do magic!”
Michael: “He takes us in the pool.”
Great-Grandma Ludlum
Jack: “I like to play pool at her house.”
Michael: “I love to play with all the legos at her house!”
Grandma Sharon
Jack: “We pet her doggie (Watson).”
Michael: “She writes XOXOXO on all of our cards.”
Grandpa Ralph
Jack: “He has a ponytail.”
Michael: “He goes swimming with us.”
Pauline
Jack: “She lets me have candy when she babysits.”
Michael: “She tells me that I have to go to school to get smarter than the teacher.”
Rick
Jack: “He plays Wii with us”
Michael: “He chases me with his motorcycle.”
So, Grandparents… Thank you for giving our boys so much love and making them feel like they’re the only 5 and 9 year-olds in the world. We love you.
