This was supposed to be Thursday's post, until Baby H made his debut.
I love conversations with the grandkids, because you never know what they are going to say. Here's another one from K. She sits on her dad's lap Saturday night as he holds the baby, jabbering as usual.
Dad: "K, sometimes I think you talk just to hear yourself talk!"
K (indignant, as only a 6-year-old girl can be): "No!"
Thinks for a moment
T on the other hand, is a typical 4-year-old boy. A bit mischievous, rowdy, often with a twinkle in his eye or a pout on his face if things don't go his way. We all went out to brunch and after we were done, we stopped off at the hospital in town to say good-bye to our daughter-in-law before we left for home. As we left the hospital, T skipping ahead of us said, "Why is Kristen at the hospital?"
His dad replied, "Because she works there."
"Oh," says T. "I thought she was putting out another baby."
Baby M is the grandchild who couldn't wait for Grandma and Grandpa to get to the hospital. And his story will make another post!