The Preacher's namesake...my grand...on the left. A friend, who is more "like" a son, on the right.
See previous post.
Almost couldn't love him more, had I raised him. But his parents did a better job than I could have done.
See previous post.
Is that baby boy on the left not the cutest? The most expressive little boy I have ever seen. And all mine, in that grandchild sort of way.
This is why grand parenting is the bomb dot com. The best. Awesome.
You get to enjoy this up close, when you want, and from a distance if you get a headache.
He is already a gifted drummer, not even lying. His poor parents.
Earplugs, anyone??
Written for you with love...
Sheila Atchley
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