The early risers among you may have caught this post yesterday when I mistakenly published…
Before the Great Back Crisis of ’07 and Fourth of July and the Tour de Fleece, there was a Birthday Party. Yes, that’s a Birthday Party with a capital “B” and a capital “P” because it was the Birthday Party of our very special granddaughter, Ambrynn. It’s hard to believe it, but she’s TWO. And there’s nothing, absolutely nothing, terrible about this two year old.
Look at that face! Nothing but sweetness there, I’ll tell you.
And boy does she love her Grandpa. So does Patrick, as you can see. And the love is written all over Grandpa’s face, isn’t it? When Dale walked into the backyard and Ambrynn saw him she rose up on her little toes and said, “My grandpa’s here! My grandpa’s here!” And then she ran across the yard right into his arms. Made my heart soar, I’ll tell ya.
Being a birthday party, there were presents. Lots and lots of presents. There was a guitar that she loved and a silly ball that she tossed around and lots of Wiggles themed things because Ambrynn just loves her some Wiggles.
We gave her a few silly gifts and a doll, along with the hat I knit for her – that she put right on her head. It’s a bit small but I think I can block it bigger and she’ll at least get the summer out of it. We also gave her (and her parents, truly) a Web Cam. The move to Florida is only a few weeks away and we’re hoping this will help her to remember who we are.
Once the presents were opened it was time for cake. Ambrynn listened sweetly while we sang and then, as soon as the singing ended and the candle was blown out, she announced loudly, “Ambrynn needs a fork!”
And a fork you shall have, sweetheart. Enjoy your cake and Happy Birthday, with all the love in the world from Nana and Grandpa.