While they were here, my parents did all the stuff my grandparents used to do with me when I was a kid. Coo, play, tell me how smart and/or beautiful I was. At the same time, my wife said that she saw an awful lot of my father in me. At one point she even mistook me for my dad!
As I reflect on the few days my parents stayed with us, I'm most interested in the way we seamlessly transition into each new stage of life. Though they'd hate me to say this, my folks are making a transition into what my grandparents were when I was young. I can see it clearly because they aren't around all that much.
Also, according to my wife, I am very much like my father now. I guess someday I'll be like my grandfather since that seems to be the trajectory we all take.
Someday, Baby J will probably be like her mother. And then, someday after that, she'll probably be like her grandmother too.
Listening To: New Sacred Cow by Kenna
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