81. I Love ... when my grandbabes come running to me.

That is such a

true joy

that I wish I could capture it and 

bring it out at will.

It's such a short, short time

in their lives -

just between getting their running legs

and when they become too mature

to run with unbridled enthusiasm.

Minutes it seems.

Puppies.

That's what they are.

If they had a tail, it would be wagging.

"Hi Nana! Hi Nana!! HI NANA!!!"

Legs running, arms outstretched ...

such a tiny moment in time.

Such a blessed moment in time.

Last summer,

such a moment is frozen in my memory

and in my heart forever.
I so wish I had a video,
I'd play it over & over & over.

My 'Salt & Pepper' team -

running together,

trying to outdo each other;

both yelling it at the top of their lungs...

'Hi Nana! Hi Nana!!! HI NANA!!!'

Then the youngest,

not even three yet,

has the creativity to up the ante with

'Here I am, Nana! HERE I AM!!!'

That tickled me so much.

Her confident knowledge

with the truth ...

it is a bigger joy for 

ME to see THEM

than

them to see me.