For years I've heard parents talk about the joy their children have brought them and I have never understood how the statement could have been anything more than an obligation to morality. But now that I'm a parent I see it differently. No matter how much of Hell this boy has raised, at the end of everyday I sit next to his crib staring at my sleeping child and realize how he has brought more joy into my life in a year than anything else I have ever experienced.
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Monday, September 27, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Progress
Today went well. Eh, in respect to the time I guess I should say "yesterday went well." I drove out to my Grandpas house around 2 and didn't leave until 6. He enjoyed the visit and I brought Stryker with me so there was more bonding.
I love seeing the two of them together. It reminds me of when I used to spend time with my Grandma Gabby before she died when I was 3. Well, technically she was my Great Grandma Gabby and technically not my real Great Grandma because my Grandmother was adopted by her when her Niece got pregnant at 13. But in any case, I loved that woman. She was the classic Grandmother that always let me play with her antique mini furniture even when Mom would tell me not to touch it and to stop standing on the chair. Haha. Those were the days. When all it took was a quivering bottom lip from a little girl in a blue laced ruffled dress to stop anyone in their tracks.
Getting back on topic. I learned a lot from Grandpa today. He knows so much about our family history. He remembers dates and names like no one I've never met. It's amazing. There's so much intelligence and wisdom in that old man. I wish he could pass all that knowledge on to me. I love my Grandpa. I'm hoping that maybe I can find more information on his father soon. I'm sure that would make him happy. His father died about 2 weeks before he and his brother were born. They were twins. His brother died in 82. But Grandpa is still alive and kickin. He will be 75 on the 6th. Five more days!
I can't wait until I get my hands on a scanner to upload these pictures he gave me! These things are amazing. Hopefully I will have more family information soon. Off to sleep for now, it's past my bed time ; )
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I love seeing the two of them together. It reminds me of when I used to spend time with my Grandma Gabby before she died when I was 3. Well, technically she was my Great Grandma Gabby and technically not my real Great Grandma because my Grandmother was adopted by her when her Niece got pregnant at 13. But in any case, I loved that woman. She was the classic Grandmother that always let me play with her antique mini furniture even when Mom would tell me not to touch it and to stop standing on the chair. Haha. Those were the days. When all it took was a quivering bottom lip from a little girl in a blue laced ruffled dress to stop anyone in their tracks.
Getting back on topic. I learned a lot from Grandpa today. He knows so much about our family history. He remembers dates and names like no one I've never met. It's amazing. There's so much intelligence and wisdom in that old man. I wish he could pass all that knowledge on to me. I love my Grandpa. I'm hoping that maybe I can find more information on his father soon. I'm sure that would make him happy. His father died about 2 weeks before he and his brother were born. They were twins. His brother died in 82. But Grandpa is still alive and kickin. He will be 75 on the 6th. Five more days!
I can't wait until I get my hands on a scanner to upload these pictures he gave me! These things are amazing. Hopefully I will have more family information soon. Off to sleep for now, it's past my bed time ; )
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