Three Generations of Joy

Yesterday we visited our daughter Megan, son-in-law Caleb and our little grandson Oscar in Glasgow.

It had been a few weeks since we’d last seen them.

We’ve discovered that in baby time; a few weeks is an absolute age.

Babies grow so quickly!

Oscar had grown stronger, more expressive, much more curious.

We each held him for a wee while and had fun playing with him too.

Then something magical happened.

Megan put him in his bouncer chair.

“He loves it” she said.

Sure enough, he bounced happily in his little chair, beaming from ear to ear, giggling, squealing with laughter and babbling away.

His whole face lit up with the kind of joy only babies seem to manage.

It was just pure, unfiltered happiness.

Monic and I sat on the couch, completely captivated and absorbed in that moment.

We couldn’t take our eyes off him.

His energy was contagious and his joy infectious.

I think we both had that wide-eyed, can’t-stop-smiling look that only proud grandparents get from time to time.

What made the moment even more special was Megan catching it all, camera in hand, laughing not just at Oscar, but at us.

Her joy was layered: love for her child, and love in seeing her parents fall head over heels for him.

There’s something deeply beautiful about that, three generations wrapped in a single moment of laughter and love.

We left feeling full-hearted, loved and joyful!

Smitten doesn’t begin to cover it.

What’s a small, everyday moment that filled your heart lately?