Memorial Day

My Robbie has always had a thing for his grandpa Rob...talks about him a lot! Not that he is his name sake or that the fact that he has never known him here on earth. Not sure. But we all encourage it. When he was younger he called him "his grandpader" it was so sweet. I tell him it is because he took such great care of him and had plenty of time to know and play with him in heaven before he came down to us. Trent's dad passed away 2 short months before he was born...heartbreaking I know. I can't even imagine the pain his mom had to have felt with one young child and another on the way. Trent supposedly looks, writes and acts like his dad.
My sweet boy....I wonder what was going through his head. We go every year, but with each year he is a little older and understand things a little more.

All of Rob's grandkids! They are all fabulous, happy kids! He would be so proud!

Trent and Randi....two of the best people I know by far! It is so sad to think that they have missed out on a life with their dad...I can't even imagine. My dad has been such a big part of who I am. I know with out a doubt that he has been here with them every step of they way....guiding and protecting them. Trent's mom Laurie told a story while we all were there about how excited Rob was for the birth of Trent. He had found a friend that was going to let him barrow his camcorder (those days they were few and far between) to record his birth. Good thing I was wearing my sunglasses. I have never known the man but he is very special at our house!