Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Grant At One

Grant hit the big ONE yesterday. That’s one as in one-year-old. My one and only grandchild took it in stride as the picture above indicates. His parents threw him a bash on Saturday for close family. He got a lot of nice birthday gifts as well as one in the “other” category—a Michigan State t-shirt that said “start ‘em young, raise ‘em right”—a gift from uncle Scott, himself a Spartan alumnus.

I don’t think he’ll be wearing that one much if at all. His father Greg is a big Michigan fan like myself.

As much as he enjoyed his presents, his cake and all the hoopla, Grant didn’t seem overly concerned with hitting his milestone. Or maybe he is proud of making it this far since one of his favorite gestures is showing everybody that he’s “so big.” Waving bye bye is something he’ll only do on occasion. He’ll clap too but copying a patty-cake demonstration draws a “what’s the point” expression.

Trying to get him to stand up and try walking also gets a “what for” attitude, especially since he can zip from room to room now on all fours. And though he jibber jabbers a lot, trying to make sense of it requires an expert in baby talk. Wendy and I did think we heard him say ‘grandpa.’ He is a lot more interested now in what I’m doing than he was at six months.

Wendy’s efforts to cuddle him like she used to in her recliner are often rebuffed as Grant squirms loose so he can get back on the floor. Right now, he’s a gotta go, gotta do kinda guy. Only when he’s tired will he give in and let Wendy rock him to sleep in her arms.

We usually get to see Grant up close and personal about once a week, which is just right for Wendy. Of course, lest we forget that Grant has a 'sibling', we have to entertain his canine brother Simon as well. And Simon refuses to be ignored, especially when we pull out the camera to take pictures of the little guy. Over comes Simon to pose too.

Grant and Simon get along as well as you expect brothers might. But it wasn’t that long ago that Grant was sitting in our kitchen when Simon became excited at the arrival of guests and began scurrying about the house. He bulled over Grant just like you might expect a linebacker might do to a quarterback in a football game.

Afterwards, Grant cried. Simon tried to make up with some kisses but our grandson didn’t look in a forgiving mood. I think he was thinking, “Dog slobber doesn’t always make it better.”


Blogger Jan said...

Spray a little Endust on that Spartan t-shirt and they can get a lot of good cleaning out of it for a long time.

8:11 PM  
Blogger Lee said...

He's a little beauty! Not so "little" though...he'll make a good front row forward! ;)

3:03 PM  
Blogger Big Dave T said...

JAN--I think that's the idea, although uncle Scott would like Grant to at least wear it if MSU makes the b-ball playoffs.

LEE--Front row forward . . . that's a new term on me. I think it has something to do with rugby.

6:06 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Better be careful, my dad pushed for me to be a wolverine, but luckily I wised up and bleed Green and White!!!

Hopefully Grant wises up too, like his uncle.

4:43 PM  
Blogger Big Dave T said...

ANONYMOUS--Dude, that's Wolverine, with a capital W. Where did you go to school, Delta College?

3:49 AM  
Blogger Carine said...

Happy B-day to Grant!!! He's grown into quite a cutey Dave. May he have plenty more and may they always be happy ones.

Our eldest grandson, Dylan, turned 5 on the 25th and the little guy, Aidan will turn 4 on the 5th.

Amazing how fast the time goes, no?

4:33 PM  
Blogger Big Dave T said...

CARINE--The time does go by so fast. It doesn't seem like it was that long ago we were driving back from northern Michigan to get our first look at the little guy. He came to our workplace today and brightened our day, smiling for Wendy and reaching out for me to take him for a tour of the office.

5:47 PM  
Blogger Merle said...

Hi Dave ~ Grant sure has grown up fast - love the pic
with his arms in the air.
Thank you for your comments and it is great to be back with my blog friends. BTW Bec
my granddaughter listed the meals she made for me at the end of my last post especially for you. Take care
my friend. Cheers, Merle.

3:50 AM  
Blogger Big Dave T said...

MERLE--I'll have to check out that comment. I have a feeling your granddaughter cooks just like her grandma.

6:28 PM  

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