The greatest joy of 2010, without a doubt, has been watching my grandson grow. This eighteen months old, bundle of energy and light, has captivated us from the get-go. As a tiny infant, I was thrilled with the wonder of a newborn—the complete dependency, the perfectly formed little person that he was. With each month that passed, we saw his personality develop. There surely couldn’t be a more agreeable baby than he. His ready smile melts our hearts and now that he walks and talks he’s more fun than the proverbial barrel of monkeys. Many of our friends have grandchildren close in age to Hamilton and they’re expressing the same thoughts about their little ones. I loved my children every minute as they were growing up but, oh my goodness, there’s nothing like a grandchild!
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