"If you don't see the book on the shelf, write it." ~ Beverly Cleary
Sydney wants to remind you that she’s still here.
She doesn’t want you to forget her and her wrinkly little mug.
She also wants you to know that she’s officially trained Barry to reload her Kong treat after she drops it on his foot.
She thinks it is important that you to know that she is working hard to make sure that her snores are heard by the HBaby each night. At times it a challenge to snore so loud, but she’s working on it.
So, do you know?
Yesterday’s post about grandparents got me thinking about how my parents and Barry’s parents will be as grandparents and it got me excited.
Both Barry and I treasure our grandparents and have close relationships with each of them. HBaby will be the first grandchild on both sides and I am excited to witness the start of a lifelong relationship between grandparent and grandchild.
I know each grandma and each grandpa will have a different approach and a different take on life to share. This is exactly what makes me excited because Barry and I both value and respect our own parents and grandparents so much, we get to pass those feelings on.
What the next generation holds? Who knows, but laughter and love will be in abundance!
Did you know that my Grandpa is really Santa? It’s true. Each December he becomes Santa and you can go get your picture taken with him. He’s been Santa for 21 years and he’s the best there is. How many grandchildren can say their grandpa is Santa?
Today is my grandpa’s 80th birthday and yesterday 13 of us got together to celebrate this man. It was the best 80th birthday party I’ve been to recently for a number of reasons. The number one reason, of course, was spending the day with my hilarious grandfather. He’s amazing. Here are my top eight moments from the day:
8. Spectacular. That was the word my grandpa used to describe The Christmas Carol in 3D at the Imax. We looked swell in our glasses.
7. Riding back from the movie with my husband, dad, and grandpa. I was honored to be in the “Man Car” with them. I declined to recline, however.
6. Drinking sparkling cider & champagne and listening to my grandpa’s toast. He said celebrating his birthday together is as memorable as his 12th birthday, the day Pearl Harbor was bombed. What a day to share with history.
5. Watching Barry down the table from me sitting next to my grandpa during dinner. Barry laughed at every joke, shared the bread and bumped elbows with my Grandpa ~ another left handed man.
4. Riding the Carousel at the Seattle Center with my family. My grandpa even got on his own horse! I only hope that when I am 80 I will find myself doing something so simple and carefree with ones that I love.
3. Listening to my whole family sing Pete Seeger’s My Get Up Has Got Up and Went as we all digested the massive meals we’d just eaten.
2. Hearing my dad and Aunt Sue sing to my grandpa. My dad’s version of Brandi Carlie’s The Story brought me to tears, as hearing him sing often does.
1. Seeing my grandpa’s smile and light in his eyes as he watched us sing to him around the dinner table. This same smile showed up on his face at the end of each song sung in his living room hours later. He’s got many, many smiles, but this one is the most special.
80 years and he wanted me to be there to celebrate with him.
I hope my grandma invites me to her 80th in June….if I could be so lucky.
Maybe I’ll put it on my Christmas list to see if Santa can swing me an invite!
