Why is your grandchild always the prettiest? Whoa, let me rephrase that, why is my grandchild the prettiest? For years, I have watched my friends (and mere acquaintances) show me photographs of their new born grandchildren. They always beam with pride. "Isn't she just the cutest thing". Even men, I had no idea had a soft side, suddenly have room in their wallet for that new picture or a photo on their cell phone. The woman, I do not know from Adam's house cat, sitting next to me at the doctor's office is quick to show me the latest pictures of her grandchildren and go into great detail about how smart they are and what they are doing.
So now I too fall into that category of obnoxious grandparents, blind to any blemishes that child may have. Where we are critical of our children, what they produce can do no wrong. Is it because we are older now, and have years of experience? Is it because we realize life is precious and time goes by so quickly? - "If they could just stay little 'til their Carter's wear out."
My Daddy had the best phrase, after my oldest daughter was born (his first grandchild), he would tell people, "If I had known grandchildren were so much fun, I would have had them first!" I learned how serious he was when one day he decided, on a whim, to go pick her up from day care and was told he could not take her because he did not have a car seat. Two hours later, he had a car seat and they were on their way to eat ice cream. From then on they were quite the sight tootling around town in his 1968 Oldsmobile Cutlass controvertible, usually with the top down.
So I guess in every grandparent's eye their grandchild is the cutest, the prettiest, and the smartest. We all deserve those bragging rights. After all it is in the eye of the beholder. Of course all that said, you realize mine really is the cutest, the prettiest, and the smartest.