Barry and I were at our granddaughter’s swim meet Saturday afternoon.
Swim meet. You know, in the pool.
So you might imagine my surprise when I couldn’t find neither Barry nor Taylor anywhere on the pool deck, snack bar or locker room before one event… but I did find them in the upstairs recreation room of this particular Boys’ and Girls’ Club.
Playing pool.
As in, “Rack ’em up, Honey!”
There they were, intent on a game of pocket billiards, Grandpa giving very specific directions on how to “rack ’em up,” hold a cue, cushion it on her thumb for a more accurate shot, which ball should go into which pocket… thoroughly enjoying both the teaching and the learning, the challenge and the camaraderie of the game.
I stood there for a few seconds listening to their cheerful laughter over that worn but obviously loved pool table… and to the ivory balls clicking together like little seconds on a happy, happy timepiece.
Taylor learning pool in her swim cap, goggles and suit. Grandpa teaching pool to his little swimmer. It was pure magic. I think my new nickname for Taylor may just be Snooker!
Sharon, these photos are priceless. It’s wonderful to see you and Barry take such constant delight in your grandchildren. Thanks for taking us along for the ride so we can be delighted vicariously.
Barry is such a good grandpa. He seems a lot like my husband with his girls. Thanks you so much for your sweet comment on my last post. It was a very special post for me. A very Merry Christmas to you and your family.
A natural progression. 🙂
How funny that she is playing pool with her swim cap and swim suit on. Barry is a wonderful grandpa. What a special bonding and learning experience with grand-daughter and grandpa.
I never even knew this happened! See what happens when you get roped into timing..? Glad she was having fun in her down time!
XOXO