Friday, August 12, 2011
I have not been posting over the last week and there is a legitimate reason for not posting. I was away visiting my daughters Deborah and Victoria (they go by Debi and Tori, but I refuse to use the cut down version of their names because they are Deborah and Victoria to me) in Virginia and my grandson Brayden. Carter went with me and Nadine, a very close friend of mine flew in a couple of days later. We had a wonderful time with the girls and spent time with the one who now has me wrapped around my finger. One morning I was washing the dishes in the kitchen sink and here Brayden comes with his stool and sits it down next to me to do the same thing he saw his Pa Pa doing.
￼￼Notice the tip toes to get as close to the water as he can? I didn’t get it when people talked about their grandchildren, but now I do. Every time he would say Pa Pa to me, my heart would melt in wanting to hold him or kiss him. They were magical words to me. On Tuesday we were given the privilege of taking him for 5 hours while the kids went paint balling (war games with paint that stings if you get hit). Nadine and I took him to Bella’s Pizza and he ate 2/3 bowl of spagetti and marinaria sauce. He loved it, but his system didn’t hand he had the runs for a 24 hour period. It wasn’t our problem because we left the next day. Now I can see why grandparents have said you can love them and then leave them for the parents to clean up the messes. I can hardly wait until the next encounter we have with my daughters and yes, Brayden.
As far as my jlog, I will get back into the routine this coming Monday. Until then I will post some of our wonderful memories of what we did in Norfolk, VA. Enjoy my journey with my kids.