Great Grandpa’s 92nd Birthday

When John woke from his nap Monday, Great Grandpa John was here to greet him.  He’d come over earlier from the big house to eat dinner and celebrate his birthday with family and a meal.  It was nice to visit while JHP was asleep (and therefore, quiet).  John came running to meet him when he woke and then decided he’d be a bit shy.

Grandpa is looking pretty good for 92!  I love it when he laughs.

After dinner we had cake to celebrate.  Ten candles – one for each decade and one to grow on.

I’d commented earlier in the day that I was surprised that John hadn’t decided to use our bed.  Well, either he heard me or he decided it was time.  This is what we found when we decided to head to bed last night.  He was laid out on Daddy’s half of the bed with his pillow, Mr. Bear and the blue blankie among others.  The table lamp was on all the way.  He’d dug out the “game” they gave him at school last week and he appeared to be missing a sock.  He was so zonked that when I moved him, he never said a word, just rolled over.  It was this morning when we took his slippers off, that we discovered that he wore both socks last night, just on one foot!

-EBP-