Late last week, Jessica sent an email telling me they had received a letter from their church/school about preschool screening coming up.

My little Tootie, Caitlin, is old enough to go to preschool this fall? I don’t think so. Why just not too long ago, we were waiting for her grand entrance into the world.

Wasn’t it just a couple of months ago her daddy was floating into the waiting room with his tiny, perfect, new baby girl in his arms?
Of course it was! It just so happens the couple of months have been almost three years. Yes, in May, my Tootie will turn three. A big girl now, with big girl panties and a big girl helper to her mommy.

I would love to be a speck on the wall when she goes in for the screening. Of course I think she is brilliant. I’m supposed to. I’m her Grandma, and of course I’m biased. You ask any grandma about her grandchild and they will tell you they are the smartest child to live.

If Caitlin is old enough for preschool this fall, that means her brother, Sir Isaac, is not far behind. After all, he is just as brilliant as his sister. After all, he’s my grandson too. After all, I am supposed to be biased... And I proudly admit, I am.

The sun rises and sets on them and of course they are not perfect. But they are mine, and most of the time, they are pretty darn good. They are almost three and almost two, so they are growing oh-so-fast and I wish they were closer so we could see them more often.

When we do get together, I hope they remember the great times we have when they get older and always know how much I love them.

Thought for the week: Kids don’t stay with you if you do it right. It’s one job where, the better you are, the more surely you won’t be needed in the long run. – Barbara Kingsolver.