I got a new grandbaby the other day. I'm so happy for Cache and Taylor.
His name is Ira Dean. There are Deans on Taylor's side of the family, but I'm claiming him as my Grandpa Bingham's! It cheers me so much to have this connection with him. My Grandpa, Dean Bingham, has been one of my most frequent unseen companions over the years. He's helped me through so many rough spots.
And I'm happy that so far he's been a pretty good sleeper for them. Big sister Harriet was born wide, wide awake and didn't want to miss anything, so sleep was hard to come by for all of them in her first year (and more).But I'm also sad. Super sad to not be there doing this:
And this:
Missing them all so so so much. (photos by Amber Young)
I did have a good cry the other day. A good lungs-shaking-in-the-rib-cage kind of cry. This is one of the hard parts. If you see these cute grandbabies of mine, give them an extra hug and kiss from me. I am thankful for free video calling. It helps soften the sadness some. 

A note. Right now Cache and Taylor are caring for a foster baby born in early April. An adoption is in progress, but they will have the extra little guy until at least June 28th. They will be stretched pretty thin for a little while. Sure would love to help. But I can pray for angels to help them - and me! Our God is a God of compensation. Grandpa Dean and others are already helping. We'll all be okay!
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