Going home when the grandkids start being bad.
Sloppy, wet kisses.
“I love you, Grandma” in a little bitty voice.
Holding little hands.
Watching them learn.
Watching them embarrass their parents.
Having Thomas the Train plates.
Coloring with crayons without feeling silly.
Seeing the world through their eyes.
Having an excuse to play instead of doing laundry.
OK, eleven things - listening to them pray.