Being a parent is an amazing thing but it comes with all sorts of responsibility and long term commitment.
You have to keep them fed, warm, safe, and educated in the ways of the world and God. Teeth need to be brushed, clothes need to be washed, meals prepared, homework completed, prayers said, books read, and little bodies tucked in each and every night.
Being a grandparent, however, is the best role a person is gifted with in life. It comes with all the love and fun but not nearly the angst or the pressures of day-to-day life.
These are the loves in my life. They call me Juju and they call their grandpa Lolo.
They are one love…times three, each one with a very distinct personality, a wonderful combination of their parents and the two families from which their genes originate.
We had a little impromptu photo session this morning for this blog. When I envisioned it on the plane to Houston yesterday I had expectations of lovely photographs of these three siblings together, perfectly dressed and posed, all looking at the camera, all smiling.
Yeah, THAT didn’t happen!
And really, why would I expect or want that?
Butt pictures are what they had the most fun with. And, the fact that we used the word butt.
And isn’t that the best part of grandparenting? I get to throw all the expectations out the window and simply revel in how much fun it is for little people to stick their butts up in the air and giggle until they collapse in a heap on the bed.
One love…times three…equals fun.