“What a perfect little family of three children,” I commented to Norman. Then suddenly, Gracie called, and we were told the fourth grandchild was on the way. I hung up the phone, worried and said to Norm, “How can they afford four kids? Don’t they understand how much it costs to raise a child? And they live in that tiny little bungalow! They don’t have room for any more children!”
The next phone call came from our son, Todd. “Mom, we are going to use your maiden name and call him Donovan!” Tears came to my eyes and my heart melted. My brother and sister were excited too. After he was born, my sister Deena came to meet Donovan and together we celebrated the legacy of carrying on the Donovan name!
Donovan turned six in July. I wish he could have spent time on the farm with his Great Grandpa Donovan. Dad loved the land and constantly watch over his farm land, crops and animals. Grandpa Donovan used to climb up the silo where he could see his farmland for miles.
Grandson Donovan would be a natural farm boy. One moment he is in the house, then he suddenly disappears outside through the dog door. Quickly he is climbing up the tower on the swing set, exploring the back yard and peeking to see what is on the other side of the fence. Other times, he could be found standing on the dining room table surveying his territory–the living room–and figuring out his next plan of action.
If the dryer door is left open, he was crawling inside. No common sense but he is curious and adventurous. One day he found a sewer pipe in the back yard and proceeded to take off the top and started cleaning up the backyard by piling tennis balls and blocks of wood into the pipe. Finally, it was filled to the top and the entire sewer system in the house was clogged up; no toilets, no showers, no water would drain from anywhere.
When it comes to Donovan and his dog Smudge, he could be found crawling on Smudge or playing with him in a box. Together they have both eaten dog food, shared donuts, and then can be found snuggling up for a nap. Donovan and Smudge are best friends.
I love it when he facetimes and wants to come see us. He does not realize it is about a thousand miles from Oklahoma to Arizona. His phone calls always bring joy to my day! His Dad, Todd had a smoked pig for his 40th birthday so Donovan called me on my birthday and asked if I was having pig? I told him no and he proceeded to tell me how good it was and said, “I ate the pig’s tail, Grandma Dana!” I had no response.
I love cooking with Donovan. It was Cat’s birthday so Grace, Donovan and I made a cake. Then Donovan decided to turn the event into a surprise. He could not contain his enthusiasm as he went to the linen closet and found a Christmas table cloth with poinsettia to decorate the table. He decided to shut off all the lights and wanted me to crawl under the table with him, so we could yell surprise when Cat came. I love being with that little guy, his enthusiasm and love for life and friends is contagious.
In my journal, on November 28, 2014 I wrote:
I had a dream last night. I was holding Donovan and suddenly Mom and Dad walked up. I was introducing him to them and telling them all about the legacy of carrying on the Donovan name. They were overjoyed, and I awakened in tears.
Live life to the fullest.
Enjoy the present. When you love someone, let them know. Cooking is fun.
Be curious and active and try new things. Love animals and it is OK to sleep with your dog. Laugh and have fun everyday. It is fun to go to Sunday School.
Had my son worried like I did about affording a fourth child. Donovan would have never been in my life! Love you Donovan!
Thank you, Heavenly Father for blessing us with Grandkids.