Talking with my youngest grandson, two-day old Jacob Wesley Jones
My youngest grandson and I sat on the couch yesterday at his house talking for almost an hour. Even though, he was only two-days-old, he's a good listener. It was almost an out-of-body experience to hold the newborn child of your child. This was the fourth time I've done it. He's the third grandson. I also have one granddaughter with another on the way this spring.
What did Jacob Wesley and I talk about?
We talked about his mom and how I was there when she was born just like his dad was there when he was born. Knowing that his eyes were closed most of the time while we were talking, I told him that I had a beard as did his dad and his Uncle Justin. Then we talked about his brother and sister and how he was born into a family that was filled with non-stop love.
We chatted about his Grandma Thorp and how great she is and what she has meant in my life and that of other people.
I told him about his Uncle Justin, Aunt Lauren and his cousin Miles. We also talked about his other grandparents who live in North Carolina and how he would see them soon.
There's still time to talk about Facebook ice cream, the Spartans, driverless cars, a guy named Goldwater and the Island of Vis.
After spending time with our daughter and family, I feel like I just won the grand prize in the state lottery. I love being part of our family. Having grandkids is like eating a big gooey carrot cake with thick creme cheese frosting. They make me smile big time.
My new grandson and I share a name. Wow. His parents gave him my name for his middle name. And I was named after my Uncle Wes. I can't wait to tell him and my other grandkids about him and my other aunts and uncles and the my mother, a very special person in my life.
Yes, God has blessed me big time. I'm way past the 10,000 Reason that Matt Redmond sings about.
Jacob welcome to our family.