The Baby Needs New Shoes

Being grandma to eight grandchildren is the best. They always need new shoes! Here you see the eight year old in our playroom at the ranch. Undoubtedly, his shoes are in shreds, flopped over as he pronates.

The twins are not into shoes yet. They are still crawling fast, steering with bare feet, but, no doubt, grandma will send on those easy velcro shoes they'll require quite soon. Just today I sent shoes to the ones who live out west whose feet grow and grow.

How are we to think about our kids and their progeny who need so much from us? (college tuition, money for camp?) We were the generation who may have been the last one to actually do better than our parents financially. Our parents did not remotely imagine that they would contribute to their grand children's education. For better or for worse we were launched.

And now it is our pleasure to buy those shoes, or whatever, for these grand kids. This is a new world for us all who are trying to make it work.