Sunday Morning Phone Calls

We were just about ready to leave for Church this morning when the phone rang with an area code I recognized and was pretty sure who it was, but without a name I answer with a standard, "Hello?"

"Hi dad." I hear.

Before I have a chance to say, "Hi sweetheart," I hear in the background a young voice saying, "My daddy!" with the following motherly response, "No, my daddy, your grandpa!"

Life is good! It's great being a grandpa. The little things are what matter.