At the age of 15, Booter shot up right in front of my eyes one summer. He went from maybe 5'4" to 6'2" in a month. He always measured himself to Michael (my boyfriend at the time), and Michael always said "not even close"!
Then one day in July 25 years ago, I grabbed my camera. He was TALLER than Michael!
This was the front page of the Variety section of our paper today. It reminded me, that 40 years ago I was very pregnant with my son. So this week I am looking back as a 40th birthday tribute to my son.
I'm in a photo scavanger hunt. Of all the things to find, a blue tractor seemed impossible. So today, after dropping the kids off at the camp bus, we drove west until we finally saw a blue tractor on a farm. Ta Dah!
Last night the kids built a fort and slept on the floor in the bedroom. Josie made it through the night. But Max got up at 12 and went downstairs to sleep with Grampy on the sofa for the rest of the night. Unfortunately, Grampy did not get much sleep with tossing-and-turning Max!
This was the last day of baseball for Sam. He got some hits and runs, made it home, and made a great double play! Then all the players on all the teams got trophies. You gotta love the little ones.....everyone's a winner!
We had all our 4 grandkids over for a sleepover. I loved it.....I felt really blessed, and I love commotion. They were great. Grampy, on the other hand, doesn't like alot of noise, so he had a harder time!
My little Max. Four and a half years old. He turns 5, five days after the school cutoff.
Yet, in the space of less than a week he has learned to ride a 2-wheeler; he has just today learned to jump up, catch the monkey bars and swinging from bar to bar by himself; and his father has just gotten him into kindergarten.
My baby (as he is my youngest grandchild) is growing up so fast!