Wednesday, July 4, 2012

15 Day Challenge-4th Day



I can't really think of a specific childhood memory but what I remember most fondly is my relationship with my grandfather.

My grandpa was my first playmate as my sister came only when I was almost three. He played pretend with me.  I pretended to cook, he pretended to eat what I cooked.  I pretended to be a waitress, he pretended to be my customer.   He used to take me to pretend-movies.  We'd sit down on the stairs and pretending the window facing the second flight of stairs was a movie screen, we'd stare at it for a long time .  Now that I think of it, I am actually so amazed he was able to stand sitting with me, looking at nothing.

I've always hated milk, even as a child.  At breakfast time, I'd be the last person at the breakfast table, because I couldn't drink my milk.  A few minutes after my mom leaves the table, my grandpa would sneak back and drink my milk.  Haha! I know, it wasn't good for him to do that and kind of spoil me that way, but as a child, I loved that he did that for me.

My grandpa was an excellent dancer and every afternoon, we'd dance the tango, which was his favorite dance.

                                        Here I am with my Lolo 


                            Meet my grandparents, and my younger sister.  I'm sitting on Lolo's lap.


 I love this picture!  I think this says a lot about how I adored my grandpa.  Everyone was looking at the camera....except me.  I was looking up at my Lolo!


 I was heartbroken when my grandpa died.  I was only in fourth grade then.  I still think of him often and I often pray to God that He'd tell my grandpa how much I loved him and love him still.

6 comments:

  1. That is so sweet! I love that last picture. :)

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    1. Thanks Brook! I have lots of pictures with my grandpa but that one is my favorite.

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  2. Love your memory. Your grandpa was so sweet. It's amazing the great things we remember from childhood.

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    1. Thanks Heather. I loved every minute I spent with him. Actually, when I was a child I said I was going to marry someone just like him. :)

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  3. Aw, Claire, that's so sweet! He kind of sounds like Mister Rogers: being willing to (and encouraging) play pretend all the time. Love this.

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    1. Hi Sar,

      He was indeed a sweet old man. Wish he was still here.

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