Hey DD, that's great news. Boy, grand babies. Whew!!! Didn't think I could love another human more than my own kids, but those four little critters proved that wrong in a heart beat.
I'm known as Pap-Paw, Pop Pop, grandpaw, s---head (that's from my wife), and from my seven year old hockey player, fisherman, and gonnabe bow hunter - "Hey Old Dude" (followed by a giggle). I think my son puts him up to that one.
No greater thrill in the world than to see those smiles, feel those hugs, and have "Pap-Paw, I love you", whispered in your ear bout the time the fall asleep on your lap. It just don't get better than that. Again, congrat.
