Very First Day as a Grandmother

Don and I were married in March 1989 in Summerville at Azalea Park. It was a beautiful day and the park was in full bloom. We had a small ceremony with just Family and a few close friends. After the ceremony we were going to have a small reception at the church we were attending so our church family and others could join us.
Don already had 3 Grandchildren at this time. They were all very young. The oldest was 3yrs old.
As we were getting in the car to ride to the church one of the Grandchildren came running over and wanted to ride with us to the church.
I remember Don looking at me not sure what to do. I smiled and then he opened the door to the "Mini Van" and a smiling Grandchild jumped in!  I was their "Nanny" from that minute on. After that we didn't go to many places when one or more of the Grands weren't with us!  It became sort of a joke every Sunday when we pulled up at Church and opened the doors to the van everyone would count the kids that jumped out!
Thank the Lord for "Mini Vans"!  Those were the "Good Ole Days!"