Rock And Roll, Baby...

Now y'all know that my favorite leisure activity is to piddle in the yard.
So I am out in the yard doing what I do best, when the grands arrive.
Nana's Boy follows me around with a spade to help.
I hear him say something indistinguishable and I ask,
"What?"
Nana's Boy repeats his statement, which I hear as," Nana you ..."
"What?"
At this time Ma steps in to translate...
"Nana you rock!"

Oh, my goodness. Well, that takes the cake.
I rock!
In 26 years with my own 6 children,
I have been told I'm quite a number of things but never have I been told that I rock.
Well, I'm not one to play favorites but at this moment in time Nana's Boy wins, hands down.
'Cuz I rock ...and that's just how I roll...yeah.
Sorry, couldn't resist, get it? Rock and Roll...

Well, anyway...
this could explain a startling statement made by a brand new grandpa a few years back. He picked up his
brand new grandchild looked straight at me and said, "Now THIS is why we keep our children!"
At the time I just thought...O.K.
a little questioningly.
However, now-a-days I think perhaps that fellow may have had something there...seriously.
My children have been known to try the patience of a saint (that would be me).
I never actually entertained the idea of giving them away.
On the other hand, I have entertained the idea of running away, going on strike or fleeing to
another dimension.
Haven't we all?
Well, now here it is, the reason we stay,
in a word,
grandchildren!