Yep, Someone's kind of Happy |
The holidays officially arrived yesterday
when a very engaging young lay emerged from the Hartford airport to a pair of
very excited grandparents. The coolest thing was that she recognized us and showed
no hesitation at greeting us. This was a welcome development for her parents
who were exhausted from a forced overnight stay in Atlanta with no baggage,
which meant – no change of clothes. They were down to their last diaper but everything
worked out.
At the Airport |
Quick Lunch with these Beauties |
We got them home and sent them upstairs
for a rest while the two grandparents entertained the First Blog Reader, or
vice versa. She loved the Christmas decorations and, as my wife hoped, was immediately
drawn to the nativity scene. She mounted the scene and started rearranging all
the figures which definitely a spectator sport for her grandparents. She had a
heartfelt reunion with her friend Duckie, a large stuffed duck from her last
visit.
Discovering the Nativity Scene |
Lunching with Abuela |
Taking Charge of Nativity Scene |
Fully Engaged |
We then journeyed down to Rhode Island
to a fabulous dinner with the Great Aunt and Soxfather and the equally fabulous
Soxfather family. My granddaughter was a little standoffish after being rudely
awoken from her drive down nap but I was one of the only people she would let
hold her so it wasn’t too upsetting in that regard. It was truly great way to kick
off the holiday celebrations and I marveled at the changes in her since her
last visit. She is quite the little entertainer. The serial hugs she delivered
to me is not the only reason I’m saying that.
Dinner with Great Aunt |
Admiring Great Aunt's Tree |
We’re firmly entering the no blog zone
as there are a million others things I’ll be doing over the next couple days
that are supremely more important than writing. I wish you all the very merriest
of Christmases and hope you are surrounded by family or close friends (which
counts as family as well). I love being a grandfather!
Happiness |
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