This is what I call two little great grandsons at my house. These pictures were taken when the son was here a few weeks back. Those two belong to the grand daughter, September. The little one is on Sam's lap and the big one is being held still by Great Grandma Lou. Those kids can move faster than I can blink. See the little one there has already broken his arm once and healed it up. He could crawl up on furniture and leap off way before he could walk. He started walking when he was 9 months old and running at 9 1/2! The older one was raised on Baby Einstien and I think he started Calculus when he was 3. 
Now these little play pretties belong to the Grandson, Jason. He in turn belongs to my middle daughter, Dona. This picture is over a year old, but aren't they little blondies? The pictures of my kids when they were small shows them all to be very blonde. Course it helped that my husband, their father was a platinum blond German guy. Drop dead gorgeous, but that is neither here nor there, so to speak. Dona was the only one that kept the blonde hair. She does not use anything, it just stayed blond. But aren't these little honeys precious?
You met 3 more of my great grand kids back in Longton last summer. Now understand this and why I do it this way...these are great grandkids that can be traced back directly to my and Earl's blood line. I got a ton of grandkids when I count the steps and the step greats would be completely over the top, but those kids have other grandmothers that can rightfully lay claim to them on both sides of the family. Mine are reduced to just me. Grandpa has been gone many years, so it is just me left to hold down the fort here, so to speak. I keep thinking someone of them will be interested in a little of the family history, but so far not much. So I continue to blog away and have them printed and stuck in a drawer so some day, if some one wonders, there will at least be a tiny peek at my life. Not so much to see what I did or did not accomplish, but rather so they can see where their roots are planted.
I never dreamed when I ran barefooted down the country roads in Nickerson, Kansas what lay ahead for me, nor behind for that matter. But now, when I look back I can see it so clearly. I have become my mother! Mother had 1 son and 5 daughters. I ended up with 2 sons and 4 daughters. Six either way you count. Mama worked her whole life to raise us kids. I worked my whole life to raise mine. She never really got done and neither have I! She ended up with 13 grand kids, mine total 8. Then she ended up with 20 greats and I total 7. So while I was the most prolific of her children, I am whittling the numbers down.
Oh, it is a little early in the morning to think so hard. It is shaping up to be a very pretty day, so I think I will grab my gloves and head out to do some raking and burning. But first maybe one more cup of coffee and let me look at pictures for a bit.....life is good!
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