What are little boys made of?

Will this be the day Grandchild number 9 arrives? Last night we learned Lindsey was in the hospital. Later we learned it was not to be last night, this morning we wake up with anticipation of the little guys arrival. I am very excited, but sad that we won't be there when he arrives. As a grandparent it is difficult to know what your role is in the very beginning. When I was a new mom I wasn't one to want my Mom in the delivery room. My Mom always respected our wishes at that time. I would like to do the same.

Back to the little guy, we have waited a long time for his arrival, we wonder where he will fit in with the mix. This is our third grandson, and probably not our last. Tavian and Tate have set the bar high for sweet grandson's. Tavian already did Camp Grandma at age 5. Tate likes to walk around the house as I talk to him on the phone pointing things out. He hasn't quite mastered talking yet, but I get the feeling it isn't too far away.

As we prepare for the arrival I am reminded of the poem

"What are little boys made of?"
What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails,
And puppy dog tails,
That's what little boys are made of.
Author Unknown.