The Old Cowboy has been thinking about God, kids and especially grandkids, and I have decided that God really does have a sense of humor. I know that because my daughter Amy and her husband Jeff are experiencing life with identical twin boys. Sam and Noah are the ones who at four were fond of turning out the lights in their grandmothers bedroom and taking flashlights to look for bats. They too totally frustrated their mother by jumping on our big bed. Amy would get that frustrated look on her face and complain, “you would have killed Shane and me if we had done that.” All the while I would be thinking; boy’s I don’t expect you get to do that at home. Amy too is the one who walked into her mother’s office one day and looked at both of us and while showing total exasperation proclaimed; “I just heard my mothers words come out of my mouth to my children, and I said I would never do that.” Some kids deserve to have their own set of twins in the house. Amy has mellowed a little in recent years and the boys will be eleven in a couple of months. Now that Anna their little sister is just about eight, I am proud to say that she is a clone of her mother at the same age. I love being a grandparent.