Time flies on swift wings for certain. My oldest grandchild turned 7 years old last weekend. My Rye Guy was surrounded by loved ones as he celebrated his milestone and spoke about looking forward to 1st grade. This nana is feeling a might old.
I still vividly remember the day I learned my stepdaughter was expecting. Rye was a surprise, but it didn't take long before the entire family was anxiously awaiting his joyful arrival. The night he was born, I was in the hospital waiting room with his other grandparents and family members. Most of us had been there for more than 12 hours. We couldn't wait to meet our little guy.
Throughout Rye's life, he's brought me more joy than I ever knew was possible. He's a sweet soul who loves life and strives to do the right thing, even though it's sometimes difficult. Having a little brother who is a toddler keeps him on his toes.
I was also blessed to see my other two grandchildren at the birthday party last weekend. My granddaughter, Madison, is getting ready to begin kindergarten. She is pretty excited. When I asked her what she was looking forward to the most, her answer made me laugh.
She said simply, "Recess."
I was sharing my luggage woes for an upcoming business trip with my daughter-in-law, and my granddaughter was listening intently. The carry-on and personal item guidelines have shrunk since the last time I flew. Last time, I took a standard size roller case as my carry-on and a backpack as my personal item. I explained that my backpack and roller case were both too big to take on the plane this time, and I was struggling to find new ones with the correct dimensions.
My sweet girl looked me in the eye and said, "Go to Target. I got packpack (she hasn't caught on that it's backpack yet) there. It has unicorns on it."
That's actually not a bad idea. I've looked everyplace else. I may as well look at Target, too. I don't shop there often anymore and often forget it's an option. I've found some luggage on Amazon that's the perfect size, but the price is far from perfect.
Of course, my youngest grandchild, 2-year-old Luca dominated the day. As usual, he was all about his papa, my hubby. That is when he wasn't trying to take Rye's birthday presents away from him or blowing out the birthday candles. Rye handled it in stride and shared his toys with his bubby. Rye did, however, insist on unwrapping his own gifts. A boy must draw the line somewhere.
The party was delightful, and seeing all three of my grandbabies made this nana's heart sing. I can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday.
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