Maybe even grandfather or grandpa.
Time will tell what Addy decides to call him but in the meantime they are having some nice conversations.
I’m reading many of your posts because that is easy to do while holding an infant but I cannot leave a comment easily because that involves two hands and my hands and lap are occupied several hours during the day. Here in Eastern Washington we’re making plans for Easter day and when Dear and I return home we’ll have a belated Easter celebration with our other kids.
For now I’ll leave you with an Easter postcard from Dear’s Great Great Aunt Emma’s stash from the early 1900’s.
…our oldest kids flew to the big city of Los Angeles.
While they were there for a quick weekend with friends to enjoy a special concert together they managed a getaway to see my pop, their Dzeda.
They also managed to get all these cousins together for brunch.
Beautiful girls. Two of my nieces with our dear daughter in love, Laura.
We are all back in our own homes again. Home from the big city and home from the country.
This country scene is from our middle son’s neck of the woods.
On our way home today we stopped at the scenic overlook of the Columbia River just before you get to Vantage. A selfie was in order. This is about halfway in our trip.
It’s good to be home after six days away. Watering was the first thing on my list to do and now I will relax till tomorrow. We are finishing up listening to a Bruno Chief of Police novel. On our trip to the country we finished Louise Penny’s The Cruelest Month.
Hope all is well whether you are in the big city or the quiet country.