This evening my grandson, my granddaughter-in-law, and my great-grandson all came for dinner. My spouse and I had invited them over to tell them about our recent trip, and of course for a chance to cuddle my great-grandson. He's getting to be a 'big boy' now, eight months old, crawling and almost ready to walk.
He was so attentive the whole time they were here. Watching everyone and everything. Very interested to see a new slice of the world around him. He has been to our house before, but not for several weeks, which, at his age, is a long time.
I think it is fascinating to watch babies learning about the spaces they live in. You can practically see their brains absorbing it all, like sponges, and trying to figure it all out. I understand, from what his parents say, that our great-grandson can really let go and howl when he's upset, but he was 'good as gold' the whole time he was here. My wonder spouse had fun holding him, and helping him take a few steps. Little MJ is starting to verbalize and, so I'm told, has said Mama and Dada. I'm trying to teach him Nanana. I am his father's Nana, so I think that makes me his Nanana.
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