Papa spent the weekend here. When he pulled up, I had five kids jumping up and down, and then they all went running out to meet him.
I asked the kids to name 10 things that describe their Great Papa. Here's what they said....
1. He loves us.
2. He is kind.
3. He has time for others.
4. He can do things that not too many other Great Papa's can do.
5. He is thoughtful.
6. He's smart.
7. He tells the best stories.
8. He has the coolest basement in the world!
9. His laugh makes me happy.
10. He loves God.
The boys have always loved to listen to all of Papa's hunting stories. They sit wide-eyed with excitement and ask him all sorts of questions.
This weekend, Papa taught them about gun safety, how to clean a gun, how to load it and how to shoot.
Matt and Mikey will never forget the day they learned how to shoot. They were in "little boy heaven"...including Papa. :o)
The boys did quite well. Mikey shot the target once. Matt got it almost every time, BUT I AM THE MASTER!!!!!!! If the price of groceries keep rising, this family ain't starving. I'll rustle up some grub for us.
Yes-siree, just call me Wyatt Erp...no, I don't wanna be him....Wild Bill?...nah. John Wayne...nope I don't want to be him either. ANNIE OAKLEY! There we go. (Ooo, I'm awfully glad I painted my nails this day. Don't you think red and brown look good together?)
In the evening, we sat in the living room and sang songs. We decided to pick everyone's age and sing whatever song came up. Mary played the violin, I played the flute...just call us the Partridge family. It got interesting when Papa told us that he was 38. I said, "38, huh? How can that be?...I'm only 32!" Then he sheepishly said, "Yeah, well you just gotta switch the numbers around."
Papa went home with lots of hugs and kisses and all sorts of artwork. He is loved, that's for sure!!
What a joy it is to have such a "loving, kind, sacrificial, unique, thoughtful, smart, entertaining, possesser of the coolest basement, happy, Godly, GREAT Grandpa!"