Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Happy 3rd Birthday, Andrew!

Three years ago today, my life was forever changed.  I became a Grandmother.  There are no words to adequately describe all the emotions I felt that day.  One thing is certain.  I was immediately in love with my grandson. 

This is a photo of Andrew and his dad, Greg who is my youngest son.  They were trying on hats and "being cool".    I think both of them should have been in the buggy. 

Andrew - November, 2011.  Naked horseman, freshly bathed and happy to have broken free of Nana's grasp and the bath towel.  I couldn't resist getting a photo, although he may be mad at me when he gets older! 

Here he is helping Pa work.  "Nana, look.  I have Pa's glasses!"

No explanation needed...

Adorable little man with his friend, Serenity.

Dad and Son.  I love this photo.

He loves his Uncle Bubba - aka Jon, my oldest son.

Pa and Andrew in Jon and Greg's old wagon.  That wagon is at least 28 years old.  I love that we kept it all these years.  It's so special knowing Andrew is playing in the same wagon that his dad and uncle played with.  I wonder how many miles Dale and I pulled the boys around in it.

He fell asleep in my lap while watching you tube videos.  We'd watched tractors, trains, monster trucks, kids on roller coasters and of kids in firetrucks among other things.  I had a hard time signing off the computer without waking him.

I don't have any pictures of just Andrew and his Aunt Bren, aka Brenda who is Jon's wife.  Otherwise I'd have posted one of the two of them. He loves his Aunt Bren, though and the next time we're all together, I'm going to make sure I get a photo of just the two of them.

If you don't realize it by now, Andrew has my heart.   I absolutely love being his grandmother and look forward to every weekend because I know I'll get to see him!  There's nothing like his hugs and kisses - especially when I haven't asked for them!  The love just oozes from him.  And that's just one reason Nana knows he hung the moon.  Hee hee.    Anytime I'm down in the dumps, all I have to do is look at a picture of my little man and I feel better.

Happy Birthday, Andrew.   Nana loves you to the moon and back!  You're the best and my pride and joy!