Grayson is a very energetic child. He's by far the most intelligent child I have ever seen. When he comes to visit or spend the night with Pop and I, we need several days to recoup after he leaves. We laugh at how we wish we could bottle his energy.
He loves the outside like most children. An afternoon would consist of playing in the sprinkler, throwing the ball for Caesar our dog and riding on Pop's tractor. Grayson loves to eat and it seems that he has an endless appetite. Oh, but what grandma doesn't love to see the little ones enjoying food. He's a very picky eater, but as long as you have chicken nuggets, fish sticks or PB&J, you are in good shape.
Grayson sleeps well also. His bedroom is upstairs, so Pop and I have an audio monitor so that we can hear him should he need us during the night. I love to turn the monitor up so I can listen to him breathing. Isn't life such a miracle? How can anyone look at a child and defy that they were created by anything or anyone but God? Isn't it awesome that God knows how many hairs on Grayson's head?
Each night before I close my eyes, I talk to God. Every night now, I thank God for my grandson. God has a wonderful plan for his life and I anxiously await to see how God is going to use him.
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