Did I mention how beautiful she is…

This past weekend my oldest son brought our 15-month-old granddaughter up to stay a few days. Let me just tell you she is beautiful and smart.it is unbelievable how smart she is. Did I mention how beautiful she was’

Not that I’ m biased or anything like that. I just know cute and smart when I see it. This girl is destined for big things in life. You wait and see; you heard it first here on this column.

Grandkids are a lot different than your kids. First of all you get to enjoy them and second thing is’ they go home. Not the same with your own, is it’ They just stay and stay and stay. You can spoil grandkids all you want and then send them back to their parents.

Of course, the hard thing about having kids or even grandkids is to see them grow up so fast. We have one who is thirteen and will be driving and going to college in just a few years. Seems like just the other day she was crawling and trying to pull herself up the way they do when they are just learning how to walk. Now she is a teenager who is looking like a little lady and you can really start to tell what she will look like as an adult.did I mention that she was beautiful and smart as well’

What is it about time that seems so upside down’ When we were young, time seemed to just drag by. We thought Christmas would never get here. The end of the school year was impossible to wait for.waiting for the day you could actually get out onto the highway and drive was several light years away for the majority of us.

Then things began to change, didn’t they’ We could hardly wait for some big date and then the time spent on the date went by in matter of seconds. How does this work’

The older we get, the faster the time slides by for us. Now the years are a blur. I look back upon the past twenty years and they seem like yesterday, what happened’ Our days seem to be filled up with so much stuff that we fall into bed each night wondering where the day went and why didn’t we get everything accomplished that we set out to do. Then we arise the next day more determined than ever to get yesterdays chores done as well as those we have determined need to be done for today. Is it any wonder why we are exhausted by the time the weekend rolls around’

I wish I could put our lives on slow or pause and let time just kind of catch up to where it should be. It is going entirely too fast to suit me.

Another reason I don’t want time to move as fast is that I’ m not in any hurry to see these 2 granddaughters grow up and start out into the dating scene. Now, I realize that’s some years off, but for the thirteen year old that might not be true. I bet I’ll have to do some investigating to see if these young men qualify to be dating any of my granddaughters.

That always reminds me of an old story about a old guy standing on the corner waiting for a bus when a nice young man walks up and asks him what time it was.

The old guy refuses to answer him.

The young man is confused and asks why he would not tell him.

The old man explains.

‘son, it’s like this. If I tell you the time, then we’d start talking. The next thing I know, I’d like you and invite you over to our house for dinner. Then you’d meet my beautiful daughter. You’ re a nice looking; intelligent man and she’d probably fall in love with you. Next thing you’d know you’d be asking for her hand. ‘

The young man was still confused.’so what’s wrong with that