He Calls Me Nonna
Nate, about a month old. He is my precious grandson.
How can you even know how precious your baby is until you feel the soft touch of his fingers on your face, the complete trust he has in you as you hold his hands and take a step or two, the smile on his face as he recognizes your voice, the warm embrace, the wet kisses on your face, the moments you pick him up and he snuggle close to you, safe and warm in your arms. It’s the unspeakable happiness he shows when you are around and the inexpressible love that makes him so precious, so loved, so treasured.
Nate and his mom…
He is turning three in a few days, a lovable and smart kid. Time flies…too soon.
He definitely enjoyed attending a Halloween party at his mom’s office.
I always look forward to the days when they visit me and Nate’s shouts of “I love you Nonna”. A warm hug, a tight embrace, a wet kiss on the cheeks, what more could one ask for.
Posted on November 9, 2015, in Halloween 2015, journeys, photography and tagged family life, journeys, my grandson Nate, photography. Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.
Grandsons are wonderful, aren’t they? A wonderful gift from God. Happy Birthday to Nate!
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Thanks. You’re right, they are.
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Always delightful to read of your joy of family and little Nate.
Best wishes, Pete
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Thanks Pete. I haven’t read the third part of your story yet but I saw it here on my reader feed.
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words of a happy and proud Nonna! i totally can relate, Arlene! lola-land is just a wonderful gift and space. guapito si Nate 🙂
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Hahaha, couldn’t be more proud. Nakakatuwa sila ano? Sabi nga ng iba, mas enjoy pagiging lola 🙂
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The four sweetest and most wonderful words in the world – “I love you Nonna”.
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True, so true! Thank you so much Judy 🙂
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