Remember the song "Sunrise, Sunset"? "Where is the little boy I carried".....It seems only yesterday that we saw Tristan for the first time in the hospital in Oregon. Now he's big enough to wash the boat for a fishing trip. Three and a half!!!
I'm glad to see our daughter and sil are teaching him a work ethic early on.
We Skype a lot and he knows Grandma and Grandpa via that wonderful techology. The other day, he got on the phone with me and I ask if he was going to play out side. "It's raining, Grandma" he said. He sounded so grown up..."Sunrise, Sunset" Turn around and they are in school, or graduating, or married......I'm thankful I've lived long enough to see those events with many of our grandchildren.
But Tristan is the "baby" and I hate to see him grow up so fast, especially when we are here and he is in Oregon.
Just a little reminiscing this morning...better go get a cup of coffee and check my To Do List!!!