Monday, June 18, 2012
Like most almost-three-year-olds, Hannah doesn't stay still very long. She and Grandpa Ed got captured in my camera yesterday though. They struck out across a parking lot, headed for a restaurant entrance, hand in hand.
And so, this glimpse of Grandpa holding Hannah's hand on Father's Day, comes to the blog like a little poem of good times with grandchildren. It is a glimpse of a day that can never be redone, only replayed in memory.
Wanda Hayes Eichler