Happy Third

Today is my grandson's third birthday. Three wonderful smiling years have flown by. I remember vividly sitting in the hospital waiting room as he arrived nine weeks early. Since that day, he has brought so much joy to our lives. He is now doing everything a three year old does. He is always smiling and laughing. His mother calls him the class clown. He knows what makes someone happy. When I am with him, he makes me feel like the world revolves around me. I do not remember my children being three. I guess I was too busy parenting them. I do not parent my grandson. I just enjoy him.