Continuing on with reblogging articles of thankfulness from a year ago … our youngest son Grant is coming home today to spend a few days with us for the holiday. He’s been living with his grandparents in southeast Idaho since July, working at his first full-time job — and still playing hoops whenever he can. It’ll be great to have him with us, because — as it is with any of our children when they’re away — he’s always missed.
I’m proud and thankful that Grant Jonathan Miller is my son.
Grant found his true character around kindergarten age, perhaps even sooner. His kindergarten teacher labeled him the “class clown,” and we have to admit he is so very good at doing the funniest little things to make people laugh, including his parents, to this day.
All Grant needs to do to make people laugh is to be himself. One of my cousins used to be good at that too when we were growing up together. Grant’s actions — he can take people in a serious mood and leave them laughing in seconds with a funny look or sound — make him a thrill to be around, for people of all ages.
Grant is like the Pied Piper when it comes to kids. Children flock to him to be entertained, and he could spend countless hours doing just that. It…
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