Joy is defined as “a very glad feeling, happiness, great pleasure, delight”. When I think of my grandsons bringing me joy, I find this definition to be a gross understatement. I wish I could find the words but the feelings are almost indescribable. Our first Grandson seemed to fill our cup and when number two came along I figured, more of the same, maybe a bit less special because the feelings are now divided. Wow! Was I wrong!
For instance, the other day we went on the computer for a Video chat. God let us live during a time that 700 miles separation does not have to be endured with only hearing a voice, reading a card, seeing photos, etc. We can see them live on camera and talk. Well, our 3 year old has gotten pretty used to these chats and sometimes he is not really in the mood to hold himself still in front of the camera. There are many other possibilities for fun. So yes he strayed away. That’s when “big boy” moved into the camera. Grandson number 2 is two months and he would just as soon hang out in front of the camera and anything else. So our daughter holds him. Now, I’m thinking, what can he do, he’s only 2 months. All of a sudden my daughter starts talking to him and right there in front of us he starts “conversing with her” with sounds and expressions that were just the cutest that anyone has ever seen. Then, if that is not enough, we start reacting and laughing about how cute he is and HE turns his head toward the camera and is trying to look at the old people in the video screen. He was looking at us. Do you have any idea how that made me feel? JOY! and more.
Now, don’t think for a moment that Grandson #1 is falling from grace. Part of the joy is hearing stories about this insightful little boy who wows us with his cuteness. Here are some recent examples from a blog my daughter keeps on both boys.
Tobin: “Mama just had us.”