the children

What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

When I think of all the little children in this world, it brings a tear to my eye…

Their grubby hands, snotty noses, dirty faces, milk breath, and especially the crusty stuff in their innocent eyes…

Okay, that was just a bit of snark, but hopefully you laughed a little? Laughter brings tears to my eyes. But I’m kinda sappy. A Hallmark movie can do the same thing. Heck, just about anything can. I find moments of joy in relationship, nature, beauty, and a thousand other things or situations.

And really. I love kids. At least, I’ve loved mine through all their ages & stages. I also really enjoy them as competent, capable young adults! I wouldn’t trade being their dad for anything. And hopefully someday they’ll make me a grandpa, and I’ll love their snotty little kids as only a grandpa could do! One thing, though. It’s been decided that I won’t be called “grandpa”. The moniker for me will be “Grumpy”. I plan to wear it loud and proud!

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