So instead of doing a party w his friends on his bday we did one with family. We all got together that night and went to the bowling alley. It was awesome b/c we had the kids lane with bumpers up and the adult lane for real bowling. The kids were so pumped to rub it in that they scored higher than all the adults. The bragged about their strikes and their spares and did tons of dances of victory. It was really fun!
The funeral went really well on Sat. I was running around the church setting things up. We had taken a lot of time to prepare Porter and Eva for the funeral and talked a lot about what to expect. I went through the gym with Ivy where the viewing was and she saw the casket with Grandpa in it. She remembered him from our visit at Christmas and she was really worried about him. She asked, "Mom! What's wrong with him?" I explained that grandpa was dead and he had gone to live with heavenly father. She asked, "What happened? Did the bad guys get him?" I told her no that he was just old. She just couldn't grasp that and kept asking about the bad guys and how they got him and what they did with him. I finally got her convinced that there were no bad guys involved that Grandpa Porter was just dead. She thought about that for a while and then decided to make sure everyone knew about it. So she started walking around the halls telling everyone she saw in her loud, matter of fact, three year old voice, "My grandpa's dead! Grandpa Porter is dead!" She would grab people, look, them in the eyes when she told them. There was no way to get past the honest truth of that statement. I thought she was fine, but turns out she's been having a hard time with it. She keeps waking up with nightmares of Dave dying and just cries and cries and says, "I don't want my daddy to die. I don't want him to be a robot. I don't want the bad guys to get him." We reassure her as much as we can, but she still freaks out whenever he goes to work or leaves the house. Hopefully she'll settle down soon. I think Dave might secretly like it b/c he has gotten more snuggles and kisses from her than ever. :)
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I can't believe how long and fabulous your hair looks in the picture with Dave & his Dad. I am so jealous!
I can appreciate her concern, you guys are sure getting old.
I really struggled with my decision to let Olivia say goodbye to my mom during her end care and to view her body at the funeral. No nightmares, but when she's older I'm sure she'll share her opinion with me about whether I chose well or not.
Condolences to you. It's never easy.
It doesn't help that David really looks like Grandpa Allred in the picture of him sitting down. He just needs a bigger belly.
Ryan's right that Dave looks a lot like Grandpa. Maybe he needs to grow his hairs out again (I pluralized that for you, Dave, since you could probably count them). I love the pictures and I'm glad you guys got to go to the funeral.
You should see me when I put my glasses on. It's scary.
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