Monday, August 27, 2007

Papa's Little Angel


A few of you had the privilege of knowing my Papa (equal emphasis of both syllables), Will and Sophie's Great Grandfather. He was a wonderful man and died when I was in elementary school. All the time I knew him, he was paralyzed on one side of his body from a stroke. The stroke also affected and "mixed up" his emotions. He would start laughing at something, and in a matter of seconds he'd be crying. They weren't tears of sadness - they were tears of joy in the truest sense.

Now my little Soph is like Papa reincarnated. I'll tickle and play with her and she'll start laughing, and in a few seconds I'll have to stop to see how I hurt her, only to find a delighted grin on her face. When she laughs her big belly laugh, it sounds like she is crying. This brings back sweet memories of my grandfather, his "Slopped Dripper" (some of you know what that means!) and all the other things that made him laugh. And I think he must be looking down at Sophie with a big proud smile and tears running down his face.

With love from Papa's Little Brown Jug

2 comments:

vergne said...

You captured such a sweet moment with Sophie! Like you said on our blog, it would be funny to see Will and our Sophie together b/c they do have similar coloring. =)

Paula

Sara said...

I love that picture of Sophie. And I just got to read your post with the potty review - it make me laugh out loud. You have a true writing talent!
Did you all decide on the next book you'll be reading?