As you know, I really aim for an uplifting heartwarming blog topic for Monday, and G~d certainly blessed me with one, last night. Our grandchildren are visiting and if that weren't delightful enough, they have given inspiration to this blog. These are pretty sharp kids, now, and I'm not just saying that because they are my grandchildren. One of our second graders was reciting for us, the states in alphabetical order by memory. With this list, came encouragement from her sibblings and fascination from her grandparents, which led to the next associative topic of travel and visiting. How many states have we been to? Then there was the fun memory of their accidental visit to Oklahoma when their mom got lost on their way to our house last year. Well, as conversations do, it wandered around awhile and then back to the list, because I just wanted to hear it again. After the exquisite recitation, my husband couldn't resist dazzling them with a bit of "old timer" trivia, as we were born before Alaska and Hawaii were admitted into the Union. He leaned back in his chair and proudly shared with them that when he was a boy, there weren't fifty states. To which, our other granddaughter responded without even missing a beat. "That's right, there used to be 13!"
Children's children are the crown of old men
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