French Grandpa

N's dad came from Switzerland for a visit this month. It was so nice to have him here. The last time we saw him B was only 3 months old. So he got to meet S and baby E for the first time. Kids are so loving and accepting, it's so cute. Grandpa arrived late after all the kids were in bed. S woke up and I told him "Grandpa is here." He popped right up and ran straight out to the kitchen. The only grandpa he knew was my dad. But even though it wasn't the grandpa he knew he threw his arms around this grandpa and whispered "I love you Grandpa," and snuggled right in. It was too sweet. B was just as excited when he woke up in the morning. He came into our room and said "Is Grandpa here yet? Can I go wake him up?" Which he did. To differentiate between N's dad and mine, B started calling him "French Grandpa." B started getting frustrated that he didn't understand when Papa and Grandpa were talking and said "Grandpa's saying the wrong words!" I told him they were just speaking French and he said "I want to speak French! Papa can I have a blessing so I can speak French too?" S agreed. It was very special. I've got more pictures on another chip, they'll be downloaded soon.