For my dad, who taught me to believe in Santa by putting "Reindeer tracks," in the snow in our front yard. Who is now teaching my children about "Sparky" whom lives in his backyard in a very tiny house in the bushes.("He" is in charge of lighting my parents solar lights in their backyard. Here Thomas is showing Great Grandma "sparky's house." SSHHH you don't want to scare him, he and the tooth fairy are probably resting in there.
Thank you for taking us all to Groundhog. And for letting Thomas and Lauren play in your boat.
You always want everyone around you to feel comfortable. I have no doubt you inherited that from your dad...hopefully I've inherited that from mine.
This is why I wanted to send a blog just for you. Not a lot of grand kids get to have a grandpa who will play with their imaginations like you. I hope to instill in my kids just how lucky they are to have you as a grandpa. The "treasure hunt," was awesome!
I love you Dad. Thank you for always being there for me, and loving me no matter what. Oh, and for being the greatest grandpa!
2 comments:
Oh Denise! You made me cry! Must be my hormones, but what a sweet special blog for your dad. I see a lot of him in you, facial characteristic wise. Well... that and you have one heck of an imagination.
You are number 1 daughter
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