When Brant was tiny he would sneeze. Not like a baby. But he would build up and say "aaaaaaaaa heeeeeew" all loud and high-pitched. He seriously sounded exactly like my Grandpa Grover. I think it was something he brought with him from heaven.
Grandpa Grover also had a knack for falling asleep, especially during a meal. I was lucky enough to grow up in the same town, and much of the time right across the lane. I ate many meals at Grandma Ida's table and I think Grandpa probably fell asleep during every single one.
The other night Brant was sitting next to me at dinner when I looked over and saw him curled up snoozing.I am sure Grandpa's genes had something to do with it.
Monday, April 18, 2011
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