Snippets and Snapshots

It’s funny what happens when you become a grandparent. You start to act all goofy and do things you never thought you’d do. It’s terrific.

 ~ Mike Krzyzewski

Who would have ever thought I'd use a photo with my mouth gaping wide open as my Facebook profile? Not me. But when I was looking through the 193 photos I took when Kinley visited with her parents this past weekend, I decided it was the perfect shot. As my friend, Carrie, succinctly put it: "JOY!"

Yep. That's it all right.

Randy and I were both anxiously awaiting their arrival Friday night. Randy wanted to introduce our new crop of kittens to a girl with an outstanding repertoire of animal sounds, including a fine "Meow!"

Grandchildren are the dots that connect the lines from generation to generation.

 ~Lois Wyse

During this trip, Kinley discovered her own personal race track. A two-doored bathroom makes for a perfect looping path through the bathroom, kitchen, dining room and living room.

She dashed around it on foot ...

... being pushed in Mommy's and Uncle Brent's old Little Tykes car (by four different "motors," I might add) ...

... and she used the same path for her grocery cart.

Kinley loved the swing in the backyard, whether it was flying solo or hitching a ride with Grandma, Grandpa or Mommy.

I was surprised she knew just what to do with a phone that is nothing like the phones her parents have.

But she did. (Yes, we still have that kind of phone - for real - here at our old farmhouse.)

I loved watching my little girl as a Mommy.

And it was fun to bring out bigger toys from Jill's past for Kinley to explore.

I didn't take time to find a photo of Jill playing with her kitchen. But I found one from the wedding slide show of Eric playing in his kitchen, once upon a time.

A grandchild fills a space in your heart that you never knew was empty.

Anonymous

At church, we discovered several of our friends were also entertaining grandchildren for the weekend. All our own children started coming to Stafford United Methodist Church when they were itty-bitty. And here were their kids ... our grandkids.

Steve & Tami Brensing had Reagan and Rylee; Boyd & Kim Volker had Bryson and Liam.

As you can see, it wasn't the easiest thing to get a photo. I don't think we were all looking in the same direction in any one frame, though Randy and Steve get the prize for being the most consistent. But it didn't matter a bit.

Children are born.

Traditions are passed.

The love continues.

Sharon Bibby