Ho.... Lee..... Crap……i’m a great grandad!!!!!

[Lakeland living]

Hey, I'm not usually much in the gushing dept, but tiny people pretty much slay me
They're little knowledge sponges
We've got one runnin' around here from next door
It's all I can do to not squeeze the dickens outa him

I have the same feelings here, those eyes popping wide open in joy at most everything.
All those questions......

 

[Gary O']

All those questions

Gotta love it

Odd thing, me
When a small being, I had no questions...none
Zero in the inquisitive dept
Like 'huh, so that's how that works' kinda thought process
Even Santy didn't phase me

I jus' mostly surmised
'Santy shmanty...there's a huge pile of candy canes over there'


I was a model child in the 'seen but not heard' arena
Matter of fact, many a time I wasn't even known to be a family member
'And, what's yer name, little boy?'
'Dad, it's me, Gary'

That worked much to my advantage during my preteen years


Decades later, my folks marveled at how much trouble I could get into
Quiet isn't necessarily a good thing

But, yeah, those little inquisitive beings slay me
I mostly kinda scare the crap outa them
And run from me when they can

Not sure why




Some aren't so lucky

Some have come to regard me as Santy

I'm good with that

 

[Lakeland living]

No doubt about it, those little ones bring life to the old ones. Great for what ails you.