Being 8

Hayes just turned eight years old, today. Time surely flies.

This year and next could be his last standing on his own. We are making the most of his ability to run, jump and play with his friends now because later will be so different.

Where he may be short on time walking, Hayes remains particularly gifted for the long game. He now is learning Spanish, has developed an interest in World War II (perhaps brought on by action in Ukraine), and continues way ahead of a normal pace in math and science. And, a cool kid, to boot!

Thanks, God and family, for these last eight wonderful years with such a delightful and talented grandson.

Being eight is a good thing.

Kindly,

Papa in Franklin