Today I read my daughters blog. She wrote about her impressions of the day Dallas was born. My son also, wrote about that day. I have addressed some of my impressions of that day already. However, reading their blogs has helped me to remember some of the precious events of that day.
I am still amazed at how I could see the love rush over my son and daughter as they held that little child.
Over the last several weeks that love has only grown. Several times each day my son or daughter will send us pictures of our little angel. With each picture I can see "love" on the faces of our children. One of the greatest honors, as I am finding out, of being a grandparent is seeing your children love their children in the way you have prayed they would. To see the look in my son's eyes as he holds his baby is incredible. My daughter is a wonder mother, she is a natural. As I watch them with their child, I am filled with joy.
Being a Grandparent is wonderful because of the little life that has entered our family, but also because I see my children being great parents as they love their child.
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