This is my second blog written to capture memories made with our grandchildren. The link to my first blog, "Meet Our Grandchildren," is listed below in the right hand column. Hope you have time to read some of it. Our journey to becoming grandparents has been full of adventure and much love.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Alex Turns "5"
We all had a great time at Alexander's fifth birthday party - both of them. The theme for his big party was baseball. As you can see, he had a Bouncy Bounce and a pinata. Candy flew everywhere and laughs were heard as the children bounced to their hearts' content.
Debbie rang the bell on The Baldwin's front lawn, but I think the party had already begun. This year Zack and Alex celebrated their birthdays in their new house. The picture in the lower left corner is the bird bath surrounded by Lazy Susans in their backyard. Many things in their home are very unique; making it feel like home.
Alex is a big boy now and is going to kindergarten in a few short weeks. It's hard to believe Nana and Papa will not be spending a day with our youngest grandchild. But it is time for our Alex to join the ranks of the other five and six year olds wearing backpacks and running to the school bus.
know that I live on, vibrating to a different measure -- behind a thin veil you cannot see through. You will not see me, so you must have faith. I wait for the time when we can soar together again, -- both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life
to its fullest. And when you need me, just whisper my name in your heart . . . I will be there.
The above rainbow appeared over Amanda's garden shortly after her family planted it. Truly a sign our Special Angel Baby is watching over us.
I have been blessed with a wonderful husband, Ken, two amazing daughters, Kristen and Michelle, their husbands, Corey and Don, and five grandchildren who have touched my heart in more ways than I can ever verbalize. My fondest memories are of my Dad spending precious time with my daughters telling stories of times gone by, building forts in his living room, eating corn toasties dripping with butter. The list goes on and on. My daughters recount these memories of Grampa Harpy to their children. This blog is my endeavor to recount special times shared and many memories made with my very special grandchildren. It is my hope they will share them with others as the years go by.