[samhass]

Three more days and my husband and I will no longer hear that sweet little voice saying"Grammy...Grammy..Grammy.." or "Granddad" for much of the day. It has been a wonderful three weeks but Gram is ready to go out and play with all the big people again.
It's funny, but as dear and good as grands can be, it is sort of tiring keeping them entertained for three weeks. As I write this, I know that three weeks after she has left, I will feel bereft. I will miss her so much. I will finally get over it and then I'll head north to see her and repeat the cycle. The love you feel for a grandchild never ceases to amaze me . It is a wonderful thing. You look into their faces and see expressions that their parent made as a child. It takes you back in time. I love being a "Gram".