How can I get my toes into Pa’s mouth?
That’s what my daughter’s favorite game with her Grandpa used to me. For a good while now, I haven’t written about my Dad. I just couldn’t.
That’s because last month, my Dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer. For a while, we didn’t know if the cancer had spread — no, it hasn’t — so it was a scary time.
My Dad is going to be just fine — more than fine! — although he’s battling a case of shingles this week. We’ re all trying to get him to focus on the positive.
Because guess who’s turning 70 on St. Patrick’s Day?
My daughter has designated herself as the master baker. There will be green jelly beans and black licorice (Grandpa’s favorite!) decorating that big cake for sure.
Let’s hear about the Grandpas in your lives. I know there are some really good ones out there…
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