My Grandpa likes to garden. He has gardened for years and is quite good at it. When the boys were first eating solid foods, my wife would make them home made baby food. Grandpa, of course, provided carrots and the boys loved them. I think that there is something special about the fact that the first food that my boys ate, came from the labour of their Great-Grandpa. And Grandpa was just as excited about providing it. He really enjoys when they are around. ( I think he enjoys it more when they leave ;) ). He was at my house for a while when the boys were two years old. I asked Grandpa if he wanted a ride home now or wait until after dinner. Grandpa said that he wanted to go home. As soon as I got him in the car, Grandpa said to me, "Your boys tire me out." He didn't mean it in a bad way. At that point in their lives, the boys were tiring me out.
The other day, we headed there to plant carrot in the garden. On the way to his house, the boys were saying, "We're going to great-grandpa's house. He's a grandpa and he's great." I couldn't agree more.
Here are Alex and Darren holding Great-Grandpa's hand (and cane) last summer while we were at the splash pad last summer.
Have a Great Day.
Triplet Dad.
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