I've been getting better, so my grandson and his wife drove from Indy to spend the day with us and to introduce us to their now over 3-month-old baby, Clark, our first great-grandson. It's the first time we've gotten to see him. And he was every bit as wonderful as everyone said he was.
He's known for his charm, coos, and smiles. Not so much on Saturday, but when they did show up, wow! The kid's got personality, but he was out of sorts for our visit. I got to hold him and fuss over him, and when he got really fussy, my sister volunteered to take him. She's always complaining about her weight, but Clark loved what she called her pillowy feel. She rocked him, sang to him, and jostled him. He didn't have a chance. He fell asleep, and Aunt Fluffy (her new nickname) hung on to him, enjoying it.
Later in the day, my sister went with them to show him to my cousin in the nursing home. She busted out crying when they surprised her. Nice! When they got back, I had tons of deli meat and nibbles waiting for a quick eat before they drove home.
It was a wonderful day. I was wiped out, but it was worth it. Little Clark is a keeper!
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