Grandma's Boys

Garrett Michael Klein born November 12, 2009.
Deceased December 11, 2009





Tucker James Bastyr born December 20, 2005
Bennett Roger Bastyr born
October 26, 2007



Jonathan Martin Klein born
May 15, 2008


I never thought about being a grandmother until I talked to other women at work who were grandmothers and how much they enjoyed it. I knew of one woman who actually retired so that she could care for her two grandchildren full time.

Since my oldest daughter was having trouble conceiving, it really didn't cross my mind whether I would like it or not. However, once Carrie announced that she was pregnant, my whole life changed and my stress level went through the roof!

Was I up to the challenge of being a grandmother? Would I be a good grandmother and the ultimate question: How much would I love this child?

As you can see, I have beautiful grandchildren. I'm not being conceited. It's just a fact. I can't help that I have beautiful girls who married handsome men and are now populating the world with beautiful little ones.

My grandchildren have impacted my life so much. You see, these children, these little bundles can be formed into anything with the right or the wrong guidance. Luckily here they are right now:

Tucker, now 4 is a lean bundle of energy. When I walk into his home, he sees me, his face lights up with the biggest smile, yells "Gammi" and comes a running. What better confirmation that you are loved than that! I love the way he kisses cuts on my hand, or the way he says no thank you in that cute little voice. He has his fathers dark brown eyes but his mothers petite figure.

Bennett, now 2, is a gentle, loving soul. His blue eyes can melt an ice cube. He sees me and comes running with his blanket knowing that Gammi will cuddle and love him. He does; however, have his mean streak and because of his weight advantage can push Tuck around and Tuck will give in, usually--until he has had enough.

Jonathan, now 18 months is a blonde hair, blue eyed inquisitive soul. He signs, knows colors and the names of most things a 4 year old knows. He loves his Mom and Dad and his extended aunts and uncles, neices and nephews. He was a big brother for 29 days and sadly will never know his brave, little brother.

Garrett now deceased was a beautiful 7 pound little boy. He came into the world at 7:44am on November 12, 2009. When you held him you could not but wonder the miracle of birth, of how such a beautiful little boy could touch your life and the love that goes oh so deep within seconds of holding and seeing this miracle.

These are my grandsons. I love being a grandmother. They keep me on my toes, they keep me active and they have allowed me the opportunity to be a better person, to love more deeply, and to not sweat the small stuff.

They brighten my day when I see their face light up. They make my heart heavy when I know they are sick. They allow me to take countless pictures of them until I realize they are only kids. I just don't want to miss a minute of their lives--life is too short.

They have touched my life in only a way that an innocent little one could and I pray that God would watch over them and keep them safe until we can be reunited again in heaven.

For my little warrior Garrett: I know that you are in his arms and looking down upon us. I know you wonder why we continue to cry for you when you no longer are in pain but totally restored. Please know that you showed me more about courage, strength, determination and willpower in your 29 days than I have ever seen before.

I love you all.



Grandma Rossing