... he doesn't leave his house much...
...but that's okay.
He likes to talk about the past...
... a LOT. But that's okay, too. Speaking of the past... this is a picture that I tried to restore. That's my Great Grandpa on the right. My mom is the sassy but cute one in the middle staring at the camera. Grandpa really liked this picture. : )
I think my Grandpa should always be shot in black & white. Or sepia.
My Grandpa likes to wear hats...
... so does Connor.
A match made in hat Heaven.
This would be my child sneaking jellybeans. He's wondering if I'll say something. ; )
And finally, this would be the clematis that grows in abundance off the side of my Grandpa's house. It's reaching toward the sun and wishing for Spring... just like the rest of us. (Just thought a picture in color would be a fitting end to this post!). : )
You make me so sad!!! I lost one of my grandpa's when I was 9, and I don't see or talk to my other. I think grandpa's are always such a joy to be around, and I miss that!! I am thankful for my grandma on my mom's side--she is my hero--or as I say "superwoman". Cherish every minute you have with them!! You won't realize what you had until it's gone.