Let me introduce you to...

Number 1 Grandson = The Analyst – He earned this name early on in life. Never have I seen a child who would so carefully check each and every detail on everything his little life came in contact with. Before he reached the ripe old age of one, his Mother took what has become one of my favorite pictures of him when they were at the beach. He has a handful of sand running through his tiny little hands, and he appears to be carefully checking out each and every grain as it passes through. I am still trying to hang a title to a scrapbook page for this picture, but because it is so serious, I haven’t captured the perfect title yet.

The Analyst is the type of child who closely examines each and every picture on birthday, Christmas, whatever gift he receives, boxes and could probably tell you exactly how it is made just from the pictures alone. He doesn’t necessarily have to hold the toy in his hand; the box will be just fine.

He’s the dreamer of what his next Lego creation will become with a bit of twisting and twixing. He’s the child who loves the printed word. He’s the one who brings fantasy into the real world for his little brothers by reading to them. No, he’s not a geek, but he definitely shows signs of higher intelligence.

Grandson #2= Little Free Spirit – He has a caring, trusting, loving spirit that runs deep and free without a care in the world as long as he has his big brother by his side. No sweeter child walked this earth than Little Free Spirit. Little Brother, Beautiful Blue Eyes, can be a bit of a nuisance, but Little Free Spirit tries to make the best of it. He is every bit as smart and intelligent as his older brother. He just has less time in his life to spend caring about the life of perfection. Life is for living and it's way too short for frivilous things for Little Free Spirit.

This one can leech his way into your heart with simple little statements such as “How’s your art work going, Grandmomma?” He’s referring, of course, not to some great masterpiece you’ve just created, but to your pitiful little contribution to the art world by stamping images, sometimes crookedly placed on a card, colored with colors that don’t always blend well with other colors on the page. But, nevertheless, to him it’s “your art work”. He’s what keeps you going.


He's the template for the Publix commercial of four -year old soccer players, playing on the field of life. Just melts your heart completely.

Grandson #3 = He is such a combination of so many personalities I haven’t found his “just so” title, yet, but it will be added and you may see him referred to as many different things before I finally capture his true personality. One is influenced by so many things in life by the time he reaches the world as Child #3, that it’s hard to pinpoint a clear title.

Since he drew the #3 spot in life, most likely he will be the most independent one out of the three. A survivor he must become, a tender child he will be, oh at least the majority of the time, and a charmer, most definitely. He he has to learned to use those charms on everyone he comes in contact with. The manipulator he will become because that is another step to becoming a survivor. This one will be carefully watched for many special personality developments.

But for reasons described below, at this time, I will refer to him as Beautiful Baby Blues.

At the time of Grandson #2 and Grandson #3’s birth I would never have dreamed they could possibly resemble Grandson #1 so very much. They all seemed so very different physically until years later looking back on each little baby picture one could see so many resemblances that indeed it is very hard to determine just which child’s pictures you are looking at, unless you had the pictures marked on the backs with the dates and/or ages.

Each of the three was blessed with the most beautiful blue eyes you’ve every seen. And eyelashes any girl would die for! All wasted on three little boys who don’t need to be spreading their charms and flashing those precious eyes to pick up girls. They will have plenty of means to stop the ladies in their tracks without those beautiful eyes. This was an added treasured inheritances passed on to them by their father, and grandfather.

These are the blessings passed on to us by our son and daughter-in-law. We couldn't have asked for more.

But receive, we did. From our daughter and son-in-law came Grandchild #4/Granddaughter #1. And how shall I refer to her? Well, none other than “The Little Princess”, of course. That’s a spot and a name reserved for royalty, and royalty she is. She expects and shall receive only the best life has to offer. A lot of this expectancy comes from the spot in our family she drew. You can’t become #1 child in your particular family and #1 granddaughter in the overall family without having certain expectations. “I expect the rest of the world to know I’m as charming and beautiful and special as my family thinks I am”…type of attitude.

I may have to visit a name change later because at this point in her life The Little Princess is showing sure signs I will have to rename her “ Little Renegade.” I can see her rejecting her royal title because she doesn’t have time for following the rules. She is a climber; she is a runner; she is an examiner; she is an explorer; she thirsts for new adventures outside the Castle and away from the King and the Queen…All at the ripe old age of 12 1/2 months. Her life should prove quite interesting…She may be the reason I have to give up the dreams of lace and add her to the world of denim with her little boy cousins. This may become the site of Denim, Denim, Denim and Denim. Lace may slow her down way too much.