More Wild Children and the Joys of Grandparenting.

With the birth of a new grandson, there was much to be done as grandparents to meet and swoon over the wee boy, to store frozen meals for later in my daughter's refrigerator, and to play, rough-house, and amuse the new older sister, feeling slightly confused at being displaced from the absolute center of the family. This involved a lot of wresting, dancing, kid jiu-jitsu, and singing very loudly. Every morning she woke, and came into the living room and leapt on Grandmaster's chest as he was sleeping on the floor, and began her world domination tour.  I was safe on the couch...which would be used for later cuddling and reading. It was pretty hilarious.