For some reason our granddaughter decided to add an R to Grampa and now calls him Grampar. It is so stinkin' cute!
Journaling:
After a fun day while on vacation, we had returned to our hotel room
for the night. Grampar was watching TV when Cupcake crawled onto
the bed & decided to be a Hairdresser like the mother of her friend,
Katalina. She made him use her blanket as her salon cape, she brushed
& combed his hair, she put her bows in his hair,( with a little help from
Nonna!) & she talked to him & asked him questions like; “Grampar what do you
want for Christmas?” Grampar answered, “I want a cupcake.” To which she
said,“No,you can’t have a cupcake! You can have a toy. Like a tree stump or
something.” lol! For well over an hour Grampar sat there & let her pretend to be
his hairdresser while Mommy & I listened, laughed, and maybe egged her on. And
Grampar let her do whatever she wanted (or we suggested!) Cupcake just giggled &
laughed like only a child can. That gleeful laugh of true joy that can’t help but put a smile
on the faces of those around her. That blessed evening ranked as one of the best parts of our vacation.
