The happy feeling seeing a grandson grows and develops is treasure even the hardships felt rearing one ached my bones and stole time. Still, even a minor improvement is monumental. Every act my grandson  does is etched on mind and kept finding ways to let him find the joy of being innocent even at a tender age of a year and two months. But amazingly, he tricks me and his grandma to get attention, especially for his grandma.

I have to make sure that he grows properly with the guidance of his parents. Being with him is sheer joy. I will be posting his development for some other time.