I just returned from a 48 hour jaunt to Dallas. I spent the time with my wonderful son, DIL, and grandkids.
The oldest grandchild (just turned 4) is the one who immediately recognized me. Nothing better than a hug form the grandkids. Yes, I said hug.
However, I am not sure if he knows me as “Papadude” or by “Can I use your iPad?”
The middle kid (just turned 2) is the wild child. Say “Go right” and he’ll go left. Say “Get off the couch” and he immediately jumps up and down on the couch. He and his big brother go to Spanish immersion Montessori school. And knowing that helped me understand how most-used word, “Moi.” That means mine. Apparently everything is Moi. Oh, the basic truth. Way too often we are all like the cute little one with a smile that captivates.
And the young one – only 6 weeks old – only sleeps, eats, poops, and cries, cries, cries.
But I would not trade the weekend for anything.
One hilarious story to accompany these pics … We wall went to Bas Pro Shop. Saw the animals and got a Spider-Man kids fishing pole. And we did the Traveling Circus gun-range. By inserting a 5$ bill into the change machine, she got her 20 quarters to use in the arcade. A few games in, the 4 year old said he was getting more quarters. His mom said, “Sure” but didn’t really think what was actually happening as she shot at the arcade. Young Sammy’s took a $20 out of his mommy’s purse, unbeknown to her, and went the changer.
clang, clang, clang … the quarters poured out!
Well, what we did … was pay for his spider-man kid’s fishing pole with quarters. We had 107 quarters. That was fun.
Lesson – why did she have $20 where he could reach it?
Anywho … here is the photo drop …
Muddy Shoes by Todd 
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