What WAS She Thinking??: I AM GAGA

Over the hill. That saying has been around forever and generally is meant for someone hitting a milestone birthday. Depending on your age, this age could be anywhere from 30 to 50! Either way you look at it, I’m on the down-slope now. Time seems to be going by faster on my way down the hill.

My beautiful grandson is three today. I can’t believe it. It was just a minute ago when his mother was born, wasn’t it? She was just a baby herself, walking around carrying her “guys” (all the Winnie the Pooh stuffed animals). It’s happening too fast, too fast. I want to stop time for just a bit – just stay this way for a few years. I’ll put up with the temper tantrums, I don’t care that you’re not potty trained, just stop growing up!!

I remember clearly the day Jaime told me she was pregnant. I remember the day we found out the child she carried was a boy. I remember the second he was born. I remember waiting along with everyone else to hear what name Jaime chose for her son. It was just a minute ago, wasn’t it? He was born on 8/26 at 8:26 am weighing in at a cool 8.26 lbs (no kidding). He is so smart and such a joy and he brings light, laughter and love to all our lives. He truly has brought everyone together and I thank God for him every day. What a blessing.

When Kolbe was born I never had a preference for him to call me any particular name meaning grandmother. I thought maybe grammie would be nice, grandma was fine too. I wanted to just leave it and see what he began to call me. Gaga. I love it. Some people think it has something to do with Lady Gaga – no way! While I think she’s fabulous, this name is a special gift given to me by my grandson. When I go to pick him up from school and he runs across the room yelling GAGA! at the top of his lungs it fills my heart with joy <3 span="">