It's finally happened

The oldest of my grandchildren, a 14 year old boy, is now officially as tall as I am. Since I'm 5'10" and his father is only 5;7" I'm delighting in the fact that the tall genes from our side of the family seem to be winning out. It was a bit of a jolt though to confirm it looking in the mirror. My grandbabies are growing up fast. But that's ok.  This year I'll be going to marching band competitions instead of or in addition to middle school music recitals. Which sounds like fun until I remember sitting on freezing cold aluminum bleachers during what seemed like a never-ending competition on a miserably cold day way back when our kids were in marching band. I will resolve to choose wisely and never promise to go to every competition.