Then she shows me her phone and I start reading the texts from her daughter and I quickly realize these are tears of joy and happiness. I look at the texts and I look at Shelley and the tears are still flowing. Now a puddle of tears are forming on the floor. We hug and embrace and jointly say are grandson is growing up. Four years old and no longer a baby instead a full blown toddler.
You see he has been accepted into pre-school and starts 2 days a week next a Tuesday and Kindergarten in September. We are so happy. So excited, a rite of passage, a life affirming experience.
All the time I am thinking this is Shelley’s reaction on the news, what will happen on his first day of pre-school? We go out and have dinner (patio style of course). Boston Pizza the same place our first date occurred almost 10 years ago next month. We had the same 2 appetizers we had that same night.
We spend the whole time talking about Ollie and how much we love him and how he is going to be. Shelley is a great mother. It has not been without challenges. Shelley is a fantastic grandmother. Ollie is the best boy and yes we are slightly biased. I still have trouble believing I am a grandfather. The first time I met Ollie Oct 2016 I was scared to hold him for fear I would drop him. Flash forward 6 months later he crawls up on my chest and falls asleep, changing his diaper for the first time and he pees on me. His little hand tapping me on my arm wanting me to pick him up for a cuddle. Pure joy and I was hooked unconditional love.
Now he is off to pre-school in a few months and Shelley and I will be there for every step of the adventure. Love you Ollie.
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