A grandmother is a mother who has a second chance
My brother was in San Francisco for one day to speak at a conference so Ed and I picked him up Friday night and brought him to our house to have dinner with us and my kids. It's always fun to have the whole group together when Tony makes these short visits. We're a very loud Italian family and by the end of the evening my ears are ringing. But they are special times.
Tony was out here in early March and had a chance to meet my grandson, Tyson. I posted this photo which is one of my favorites of their first meeting.
Tony was having a good time, Tyson not so much. This time things were a little different. Well, Tyson is bigger now - that's the major difference.
You'd think, since Tony has four kids, that Tyson would be able to smell "kid" on him and feel safe! Guess it doesn't work that way. We think it may be the goatee. By the end of the evening Tyson was more accepting of Tony. Still not his number one fan, but at least the screaming stopped.
And I beat Tony's butt at Boggle so it was a good evening all around.
My brother lives in Chicago and last week was in San Francisco for a conference. So Ed and I picked him up Friday night and brought him to our house for dinner and a "sleep over", and both my kids and their families were able to join us. My happiest times are when my two kids and my brother are all in the same room together. We talk (mostly fast and over each other - we're Italian!), laugh a LOT, eat a lot, and it feels so right.
Last Friday was no exception. However, this visit had the extra benefit that my brother got to meet Tyson, our newest grandson and my son's first child. Tony has four kids of his own, the youngest a boy born two weeks before Tyson (did I mention he is my MUCH younger brother). So he is quite adept at handling babies. Plus he's a pediatric dermatologist so spends 90% of his life in kid world.
Tyson seemed to like Tony right away.
They tried to make the same face, but apparently there was a mis-communication - Tony was thinking "laugh" and Tyson was thinking "cry". But it's still an amazing look-alike, don't you think?
Tyson loves his big brother who is quite tall and has a nice chest for relaxing.
And, of course, he slept comfortably on Tony's shoulder. I think he could smell the other kids and felt safe!
It was a great visit. Much too short, but one of the advantages of living close to San Francisco is that Tony comes here almost every year for a conference and we get a brief, but very enjoyable, visit.
Tony was having a good time, Tyson not so much. This time things were a little different. Well, Tyson is bigger now - that's the major difference.
You'd think, since Tony has four kids, that Tyson would be able to smell "kid" on him and feel safe! Guess it doesn't work that way. We think it may be the goatee. By the end of the evening Tyson was more accepting of Tony. Still not his number one fan, but at least the screaming stopped.
And I beat Tony's butt at Boggle so it was a good evening all around.
