"Let the spoiling begin!"
Tom and I hadn't even met our new grandson this morning when the brand-new grandpa uttered those words. The doctor had just popped into the maternity ward waiting room to tell us our grandson had been born, and the baby and our daughter were doing fine.
We shared some joyful tears and hugs and then couldn't wipe the silly smiles off our faces while we waited to go greet the little guy. I still can't stop smiling!
His name is Dodge, and he wears it well. He weighs 8 pounds and an ounce, and stretches out 21 1/2 inches long. His skin is a beautiful pink and he has a nice cap of dark hair. Could he be any more beautiful or perfect? I don't think so.
My mind keeps wandering ahead today, picturing the many firsts we look forward to experiencing with this amazing new person in our lives. The perspective of being a grandparent is fantastic -- we have an idea of what Mandy and Andy can look forward to and the experience to know they'll get through even the tough times just fine.
One of their biggest challenges will be to keep us from spoiling the kid rotten!
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