Nice Day

We had a little family reunion today. My sister and her adult daughters from Oklahoma flew to NY and joined us at my father's house. They had never met Bob who was his usual gregarious self - easily becoming the center of attention. It was a lovely visit.

Grandparents are blessed with the ability to give their grandchildren noisy toys, which go home with the child. This dump truck plays "rock" music in addition to moving around. Bob loves it and I love my father's face as he watches Bob play.

But I do wish the noisy toys could remain with Grandpa.

Oh, and Bob soon made his way in to the fountain in the background.