It was early afternoon when I got the call from my two-year-old grandson. He had just gotten up from a nap and was feeling out of sorts. So, he called for Bubba. That's me. He handed his mom's iPhone to her and made it clear that he want to Face Time.
He started calling me Bubba this summer after spending a week at his house. He was having trouble saying grandpa and grandma, so he said "Bubba" and "Amma." When we left his house a couple states away and when we were saying goodbye, he made it clear he didn't want me to leave. He clung to my shoulder and cried "Bubba, Bubba, Bubba."
Of course my heart enlarged greatly with his affectionate sentiments. Since then, he still uses his favorite name for me.
So, when he woke up, his mom said the first thing he cried for was "Bubba" and that's me. My heart smiled in a way that only grandchildren can.
His picture came up on my phone after I accepted the call and the smiles showed across a few states. I haven't seen him in a month. I heard him use a full assortment of words that I hadn't heard from before. He's in the almost talking stage. It was a great visit.
Then there were pictures from our youngest grandson who had a physical today. He's a smiler and has big eyes that shine.
I love my grandkids and pictures, stills and video, are a good alternative when you can see them in person.