When it comes to family, I have a pretty big one. They’re a mixed bag of personalities with a lot of craziness thrown in. It’s a mixture of Repuplican and Democrats and none of the above, good memories and bad memories, togetherness and apartness, hurt feelings and favoritism. It’s about as far from the Cleaver family as you can get, which means it’s closer to average than Beaver’s tribe ever was.
I love being with each and every one dearly, but also love my time apart from all the craziness. I have favorite photos of and with them all. But this picture below says it all.
It’s of me, the Nana, and the youngest family member, my very first great-grandchild. You can use your own imagination to picture the new generations of family members between the youngest and the oldest.
Junior and Nana -- Photo by Baron Marsh
How precious!
Love the wonderful smiles on both of you 🙂
It can’t get any better than great grand babies..
I am so incredibly jealous! That baby is adorable, and I have YEARS before I get grandbabies…
Well you’re a good bit younger than I am. Junior is two now, but I have a new great-grandson who might be born within the week. My granddaughter in Orlando Florida is having a boy. Counting four more boys I inherited by marriages of my grandchildren to spouses with children, that will make six great-grandsons. I want great-granddaughters. But Junior who I’m holding, and who is now 2, was my first — and I’m going to see him tomorrow. He lives in Austin. Maggie says Hi.