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.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Emily Turns "6"
Emily 's second "6th" birthday party was celebrated at Gramma's and Grampa's with her annual pool party. We all had a great time. The kids enjoyed the pool and the adults enjoyed chatting with each other. Aunt Stacy made Em's birthday cake. It was in the shape of a butterfly, but was actually individual cupcakes; unique, like our Em:~)
There were presents galore. And Em loved every one of them. She certainly has lots of crafts to do. Gramma and Grampa gave her the most beautiful beauty salon chair. It is for her American Girl dolls.
Emily had a hot, very sunny day to celebrate her birthday. But the next day the entire eastern coast suffered extreme devastation from the effects of Hurricane Irene. The recovery will be long and arduous.
My happiest times are those spent with family, especially the children; all the children. Their smiles make me smile and I forget whatever worries I have. Thank God for bringing us all our children.
Hugs and kisses,
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.