I should be…

making jam

pulling weeds

raking leaves

organizing drawers

painting the door

working

filing papers

or

cleaning bathrooms
(I’ll spare you the pic for this one)

Yet what am I doing?

Looking at these…

I still remember staring at my girls’ knuckle dimples and leg rolls…

They sure grow up fast, don’t they? 

That’s the blessing of being a grammy.  I have another chance to enjoy every expression, every curl, every new skill and every sound.

Today, the weeds will have to wait.