Surreal

I lean back so that I am laying slightly behind Jacob's shoulder.  Looking passed his ear and the dark curl of his beard, I can see little Cooper.  Having them both in my view is surreal.  We are sitting on the couch:  mother, son, grandson.  Jacob has his feet on the coffee table so that little Cooper is laying on Jacob's thighs and can see both of us.

A sweet smile spreads across Cooper's face as he watches his daddy, listens to him.  The corners of his mouth tilt and flex.  The top lip stretching long, curving upwards.  His bottom lip parts with happiness.  Eyes twinkling, he coos and kicks his bare feet.  His lips are slick and shiny with saliva, and a bubble begins to peek out.  Between his eyebrows, lines crinkle his forehead as he looks in turn from me to his daddy.

Sitting here next to my son while he is holding his 3-month-old son, I feel blessed.  This man beside me, once my baby, is now a father!  It seems like just yesterday that I was the one holding him as an infant.  The love that is in Jacob's heart for Cooper can be seen in every pore of his being.  I can't wait to watch these two for years to come.