IN THE COMPANY OF GRANDCHILDREN
I've been remiss in posting the ubiquitous blogging will be light message over the long Thanksgiving Day weekend. Sorry about that.
My wife and I have family visiting and I am suddenly surrounded by three little men -- ages 4, 6, and 8. The word "Grandpa" echoes through the house! And the sound of little feet on the carpet upstairs at dawn becomes rolling thunder by day's end, as what my father used to term "raw nerve" (translated: "the surgar rush") takes over. But I'll survive!
We've just enjoyed homemade pizza (a Friday night tradition in our household) and we're about to sit down and watch a children's DVD movie.
Life can be very, very good.