The day after Aidan uttered his words immortalized in last week's blog, Bryce came for a visit. Having flourished through his first decade of life, Bryce is now a seasoned sojourner. Ok, he may just be slightly salty, but it's a start!
"No," I teased, "that one is Grampa." He took a second long look, just to be sure.
"No, Granma, Grampa isn't that hideous." (Ouch - sorry Court!) "If he was that hideous, you wouldn't have married him." (Insert much giggling here from among the assembled.)
"So, Bryce, aren't you glad he wasn't hideous? Cuz if we didn't get married, your Dad wouldn't be here and without your Dad, you wouldn't be here." This caused a pause for reflection - followed by renewed giggling.
Thank you, Babe, for being the Grampa to my Granma. And thanks for not being hideous. Your oldest grandboy thanks you, too!