I think we've dreamed about taking a grandbaby to the Cracker Barrel for years, Tim and me. Even before there was a grandbaby, we would go to this quaint restaurant chain for breakfast, look around at all the grandparents there with their grandbabies, and say to each other, "Someday, that will be us."
This weekend, those dreams, years in the making, came true. We must have been stopped on the way in three times by people admiring our grandson's total cuteness.
We strutted with him.
We were proud.
It was such a good day.