Today is my dad’s birthday. Happy birthday Dad, I love you. I talk allot about my dad to my kids lately. I told them last week that dad was born in a chicken coop (really). He didn’t have a easy start, he was poor. My adopted kids also began life poor. And he didn’t speak English as a first language either. His first language was Spanish. But he was the president of his high school French club (Thomas began learning French this week). French will be Thomas’ 4th language. Grandpa draws just like Nicole. My dad loves gardens like Philip (and me). He introduced my kids to The Iron Chef. They all like cooking. And when Jessica laughs so hard that she cry’s, I see my Dad. Dad, I hope you enjoy the movie I sent you. Have a great birthday. You are never out of our thoughts, we love you and miss you!
My niece had a beautiful baby girl named Olivia Rose (Beautiful name). Everyone is very excited and thank God healthy! Congratulations to the whole family! Hugs to my sister Shelley who is now a proud grandma for the 2nd time. My sister Dianna has 6 grand kids (I think). My brother and I are too young for such an blessing. At least our kids are too young. I'm going to have to wait to be called grandma. Here is a cool picture I took off Shelley's blog. It shows Eric (the tired but proud grandpa) Lissa with her first daughter Charlotte, and then a sleeping Olivia Rose. 3 generations in one shot. How fast life goes by! How beautiful life can be!



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