So…I’m back after spending a couple of days with my grandson. One word describes it…

WEARY

And yes, those are capital letters. 🙂 I totally see why God gives children to younger parents. I also know why the saying is true: “If we had known grandchildren could be so much fun we would have had them first.” There is a point to this. Please hang in until the end.

Braden is a never-ending “GO!” He slows down long enough to sleep at night. Even then he tries to stay up as late as possible. 🙂 Not that I ever did that!!!

In my last post about Alexander, Ceil commented about grandchildren introducing us  back into popular culture. I’d have to agree. Not that I had lost complete touch with it, but it had been a long time since a “little person’s culture” was on my radar.

It was because of him I saw CARS (and loved it so much I got my own DVD).

It was because of him I watched Iron Man and found myself enjoying the Superhero phenomenon. He knows Captain America is my favorite.

It was because of him I watched The Transformers for the first time and ended up buying them.

It was because of him I began attending little kid’s baseball games again (and had to once again slosh through T-Ball).

He has also introduced me to incessant wrestling (which he knows I can’t stand) and now the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I introduced him to the fun of Nerf guns and running all over the house shooting at each other.

And he introduced me to Skateboarding. Sure, I knew of it. I’ve watched clips of the X Games. But his mom and dad got him a skate board for his birthday. After my ride yesterday it was way too windy (17 mph) and sky-threatening to go for a ride so I told him I wanted him to show me how he did on the skateboard. 45 minutes later we were going inside so I could shower and then we could eat. But he didn’t stop. He wants to learn to ride a board so bad I told him about YouTube. We watched a few together and he spent a good part of the evening watching videos of how to ride, what to do, how to turn, how to do a tic-tac (and hopefully not fall on his head. I insist on a helmet).

I love his enthusiasm. Makes me wonder how we lose it way too easily and often way too early. Like my faith. Your faith. What causes us to lose our early fire? [Rev. 2:4-5] What turns our head? What causes our eye to wander?

What about you?