Isn't it remarkable how much love the old and the young have for one another. There is this common bond; this knowing that somehow gets lost in the middle ages. I love to see the expressions on faces of elderly and infants when they are around each other. It's the same with babies and other babies... they just know. Kolton looks like such a big boy in this picture with his jeans on. He only got to wear them once because then they were too short... such is the life with babies.
We went to Brian's friend's grandma's birthday. She turned 94. She is an amazing woman. She is feisty and spit-fire and completely and utterly lucid. She lives with her daughter and her grandson. They have all taken in Xiana as their own showering her with gifts, love, and adoration. Likewise, they love our little Kolton. Their faces light up when they see him and they marvel at his size, capabilities, and appearance.
Marie can't hold him for long due to her arthritis, but she continually says, "well for goodness sake, will you look at him?!" It's pretty wonderful when people love your children. It makes you love them in return... no matter what. We love our trips a few blocks over to visit this wonderfully colorful family. They are "our people."
Xiana always comes home feeling spoiled and special.
And always loves her baby brother, who will probably be much bigger than her sometime very soon.
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