Monday, September 22, 2014
As Carrson learned to walk he would wrap his little fingers around Bobs and they would take their walk that way. Bob hunched over holding onto Carrson's little fingers and giving him balance.
Bob would pick him up so that Carr could reach leaves in the giant Maple tree down the block. They would count fence posts and admire a few cars and trucks.
As Carr got a little older Bob would walk ,while Carr rode his tricycle. They never failed to take their "walks".
The tables have turned . Carrson is now 6 1/2 years old and he is the one taking Grandpa for the walk. As they left I said. "Dont take him to far"......Young Carr said.." I wont Gramma.."