My dad found his way back to Charlie's arms again this weekend. Mind you, he doesn't live in the same state, same region, or even same coast. His commitment to his grandson is staggering (my mom's too--they've both been out here a lot, which Lisa and I love).
As I watch my dad watching Charlie, I get somewhat emotional. My dad always talks about what it means to really enjoy your kids, truly take in everything about them and love it all. As I see him change diapers and feed Charlie with endless patience, I understand that he's not just doing it because he's supposed to, he's doing it because he loves it.
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