We just returned from a nice family vacation.
We took a little road trip down to the Florida Gulf Coast, and we stopped off in Mississippi on our way down to visit with my family.
These are my grandfathers - two men that were always an important part of my life growing up, and I hope that never changes.
This is my Grandaddy (please pardon these lovely expressions on my munchkins).
He has hearing aids and when you hug him and get close to his ears, they whistle at you - been that way as long as I can remember hugging him.
We took a little road trip down to the Florida Gulf Coast, and we stopped off in Mississippi on our way down to visit with my family.
These are my grandfathers - two men that were always an important part of my life growing up, and I hope that never changes.
This is my Grandaddy (please pardon these lovely expressions on my munchkins).
He has hearing aids and when you hug him and get close to his ears, they whistle at you - been that way as long as I can remember hugging him.
I love that little whistle.
This is my Papaw (again, please pardon the lack of cooperation from my munchkins).
There isn't anything this man can't do. He was a dairy farmer all his life, and if anything broke, and I mean ANYTHING, he could fix it. He can make anything, and he has a thing for pulling pony-tails of little girls. He did this to me growing up, and I can only imagine him full of devilment doing the same thing to his sisters and classmates in grade school. I think of him often when I pull my hair back in a pony-tail.
These men.
These phenomenal men.
They are important to me, and I only wish that my children would know them and love them the way I know them and love them. It's sad for me to live so far away from them, but I take what I can get, and know that my children will hopefully have their own lovely memories of these two to share one day.
This is my Papaw (again, please pardon the lack of cooperation from my munchkins).
There isn't anything this man can't do. He was a dairy farmer all his life, and if anything broke, and I mean ANYTHING, he could fix it. He can make anything, and he has a thing for pulling pony-tails of little girls. He did this to me growing up, and I can only imagine him full of devilment doing the same thing to his sisters and classmates in grade school. I think of him often when I pull my hair back in a pony-tail.
These men.
These phenomenal men.
They are important to me, and I only wish that my children would know them and love them the way I know them and love them. It's sad for me to live so far away from them, but I take what I can get, and know that my children will hopefully have their own lovely memories of these two to share one day.
I'm thinking of reusing these pictures and writing a post about how to get children to cooperate in family photos and give you genuine expressions . . . what do you think? . . . these are just priceless to me. :)
4 comments:
Funny about the munchkins. How wonderful to have to Grandpas (Great Granpas) still here to have contact with your children and to have such a wonderful recollection of them. I had a Grandfather, who, I so wish my children could have known too. And, even still, with so many years having passed since my Grandfather and then later Grandmother have been gone, I still miss them and think of them fondly.
Cathy
I am glad you shared them anyway too! Plus, kids just do that. I have many an unsuccessful face on my kids, but the memory still holds true.
I hope you enjoyed your time off. Great photos of your two Grandpas. Grandparents are very special people and some day your children will cherish these photos ;o)
Those pictures are amazing! Your children will love, in the future, see these! Too precious for words :-)
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