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  • My grandkids continue to amaze and delight me.

    I love being with them and I'm pretty sure most of the time they are delighted to be with me.

    Last week I took them to the pool. It was hot, really hot in full sun. Late summer sun. The bees were out. Were they EVER out. Many bees were following people around even if they only remotely smelled like sugar or were carrying food.

    Cameron has a deep fear of bees. When he was sucking on that Sponge Bob popsicle in the picture you see, it wasn't just shade that took him to that tidy little spot on the terrace. He was being clever and trying to avoid being discovered by the bees. A couple of minutes after I took this picture, he strolled over to where I sat (in the shade) and said: "Gee Gramma, what do I have to do to get these bees to leave me ALONE! I hate bees."
    I said, "We need bees so we can have honey, Cam. And...well, if you finish the popsicle and wipe the sugary drips off your hands and tummy, it might help." He sat down next to me on the bench. Looked back toward the mini-umbrella where he had stood a moment before. Clever boy. Thought about it. He was savoring the cold popsicle, enjoying our time in the shade. It was hot.

    "Any other ideas?" he asked. I said, "Well, you could jump back into the pool. They won't follow you into the water, I don't think." Finally, he looked up at me and said, in a perfectly serious 6-year old voice, "You think Jesus might give me some help here?" It stopped me in my tracks. It was so spontaneous and unexpected a suggestion. I couldn't help laughing... a loud belly laugh. Had nothing to do with content and everything to do with style. "I'm serious!" he said, "These bees are everywhere!"

    I don't think he knows how funny he is... all within context. He IS a storyteller too. I rarely talk about Jesus to the kids, but he knows how important my faith is to me. He sure as heck knew what to say. He's very funny and has the timing-thing down.

    Oh, it is the greatest blessing in the world to be able to spend as much time as I do with my grandkids... such a pleasure to observe them growing up so rapidly, learning so quickly, sharing their stuff with me. They don't come wrapped in paper, these gifts, and they are always welcome.
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