When babies are born, we want to give them all our affection. The babies grow up, and we either get to see and love them at various stages of their life, or we don't. Indeed it is up to the parents or the grandparents or great-grandparents in my case to see the babies of our babies and their babies.
Yes, I know I don't make much sense. I know I am blogging about a matter you are not concerned with and has no solution. I do miss my grandchildren, though, and my son and I really wish I got to see them more often.
My oldest granddaughter, Melody is due today or tomorrow, and I know she is more than ready for her little baby to enter the world. I am thankful that both she and my other granddaughter, Shelby, got married last year instead of waiting until 2020 to tie the knot, as it were.
Tonight, I will watch Cosmos with Neil deGrasse Tyson and then I will wander on over to CBS and watch my favorite show, about a psychologist who "reads" the mind of jurors and helps win legal cases.
Meanwhile, Neil deGrasse Tyson is talking about spores and mushrooms and then mycelium of Earth. Mushroom sex, why not?
Have a good one, y'all,
Kimmy
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