Seems the young Liam (?) [I might prefer William, Willy, Bill, Will, or Steve] must stay in the hospital for another week, since he seems unable to drink from a bottle. [Might prefer boobies, not sure.] [I know I would!]
It's quite an amazing feeling to hold your Grandson in your large and clumsy hands, feeling you might drop or squash him at any moment. So tiny, so new.
To Auntie M, may I say "Hello!" glad I was able to hear your voice, sorry we couldn't chat for a bit, but I didn't want to mess with Craig's cell phone charges.
May I also say I don't feel like a Grandfather... in fact, I feel like I am too "something" to be a grandfather [old, young, crazy, insecure, confused, reserved, whatever] Maybe a great grandfather or great uncle or ??? would be more appropriate. Might it be time to grow up?
I may have more in common with the Great Grandmother than any other family member, except possibly Auntie M, although I doubt she (either she) would see things in that light.
Anyway, proud Grandpa says "Later."
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