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Harris Blackwood: Grandpa-to-be is ready to fill that car seat
Harris Blackwood
Harris Blackwood

I want to apologize to you, dear readers. The truth is, I haven’t done anything — yet. But we are approaching the arrival window for my grandson. I’m going to be annoying. I just can’t help it.

Within the next 30 days, that little fella is going to make his debut and I’m already excited. It is the kind of excitement that I haven’t felt in years.

In my day job, I talk a lot about being safe on the road. This includes making sure the smallest and most vulnerable, our children, are in a proper safety seat.

Not to impress you, but I’m a certified Child Passenger Safety Technician. I’ve learned all about child seats, vehicle seat belt systems and making sure the child is safely harnessed in a properly fitted seat.

In the forthcoming birthday of my grandson, my job is to make sure he has the right seat. I’ve been almost giddy looking at ratings, ease of use and all sorts of things about a baby seat.

The truth is, all approved child passenger safety seats give proper protection for little ones, provided they are installed correctly and the child is properly placed in the seat.

But this is my grandson we’re talking about. I’m reading everything from how and where they are made to what makes them different from the others. I would hate for his first words to be, “Pa, this is a terrible seat. What were you thinking?”

When you read this, I will be in Texas. Don’t think I’m not going to look at some little outfit with a cowboy theme for this boy. I may buy a hat and boots, too.

I was in a truck stop the other day, I found myself eyeing one of those car tags that says, “Let me tell you about my grandchildren.” I decided not to go there.

Oh, I know there will be the less than memorable moments, such as the time he spits up all over me. There will also be those times when a diaper, well, you fill in the blanks.

I can’t wait to read him books like “Hop on Pop” or “Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel.” I’ll read him whatever he likes and will repeat them again when he says, “Read it again, Pa.”

I look forward to holding him for the first time. I may buy him a little raincoat, because old Pa will cry when that happens.

The other set of grandparents already have grandchildren. This is my first chance to be the gushing, silly grandpa.

Oh yeah, I’m not alone in my excitement. Nana, my wife, has bought all kinds of little books and stuffed animals. She is every bit as anxious as I am for this little man to show up.

He also has a great-grandmother and great-grandfather who live just up the street. Not every kid has that luxury and I can’t wait to tag along as he runs through the neighbor’s yard to go and visit them.

For now, it’s back to seat selection. We’ve got a baby on the way and time is a wastin’.

Harris Blackwood is a Gainesville resident whose columns appear on the Sunday Life page.

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