Nov 4, 2008

A story for the Greats....

So, we were trick-o-treating on Halloween, and the first house we T0Ted was this older mans house. So, we went up to the door, said trick or treat, and an older man answers, has candy, and Hailey looks up, her face LIGHTS up and she says "GRANDPA!!!", and I was a little confused, so, I assure her yes, he's probably a grandpa, and a nice one. And she keeps saying Grandpa, which kind of embarrassed me a little. And then she says "ITS GRANDPA PONT!!!!", okay NOW I get it....she thought it was Gpa Pont, and wanted to go into his house, and did not want to leave. Then I felt bad dragging her away from the house, her head cranked around "but its Grandpa Pont", as she trips over her feet, because she won't walk. So, I don't quite know how I could have handled this any better, I just kept telling her it wasn't Gpa Pont, that they are in UT, that it wasn't him. But my heart sank still, because she just didn't get it. She loves you guys....and a little 2500 miles doesn't suppress memories and love from a 4 yr old.

Heres to you Grandpa Pont!!!! We love you.....and you should have seen Hailey's face when she thought it was you...absolutely priceless.

1 comment:

Julie said...

That is so darn sweet! I think that is the hardest thing about living here. Being so far away from the grandparents SUCKS!!!!