Sunday, October 26, 2008

Nobody loves you...

I am the firstborn in my family, and was also the first grandchild on my mom's side of the family. Mom told me that shortly after she brought me home from the hospital, she took me over to my great-grandparents' house, where my grandparents, great-granparents, and mother all huddled around me ooh-ing and aah-ing and gawking at me. My Pap-pap said to me: "You poor thing. Nobody loves you!"

This scene, though I certainly only remember it from my mother's accounts, was brought to mind this Sunday. We were sitting at church, waiting for the meeting start when my dad came and sat down. One by one, the girls noticed his presence, gave him a sweet hug, and sat on his lap or as close as they could get. They remained there for quite a while, occasionally jockeying for position.

I turned to my dad and said: "Poor grandpa. Nobody loves you."

We have the privilege of sitting with my parents at church nearly every Sunday, and there is a lot of love in our row.

I tried to sneak a picture with Cary's cell phone, but was just a little late. They had finally started to disperse. At least this gives some idea.

1026081021 LGM grandpa

1 comment:

thedietrichs said...

I'm glad that you had your camera with you. The picture is priceless. I love it!