William Shakespeare's quote above is a puzzle to me but I think what it means is that when a father give something to his son, be it a toy or food, or shared a joke, they can both laugh and be happy abpout the things they shared together. When the son gives to his father and they both cry, I think it means that when the son finally gives back when he is older, it is a sense of accomplishment so they can both shed tears of joy for what the Dad had taught his son growing up. I don't know but you may share your interpretation of the quote through the comment.
My husband is a wonderful father to our children and he is a very good example to our son. I hope that our son would grow up just like him. My husband is not a perfect individual (nobody is..) but I can say that he does his best to be the loving father and husband that he can be. He have things in the past that he is not proud of but what matters is now, he applies those past experiences and uses it as a tool to be a good Dad and husband.
I always tell my kids how lucky they are to have a Dad like him.
On Sunday, we went to Serra Manor to deliver the mails that the former owner of this house have received in this address. Unfortunately he wasn't there so we just gave it to the employees. On our way out, an old lady talked to me so I stayed a little while. Then when we left, we proceeded to visit my father-in-law who is staying at Gables Care Center in Hopedale Ohio. It would be nice if Dad can stay at Serra Manor, it would be closer and we can visit him more often. Unfortunately, they are always full and we are still waiting for some vacancy for him.
We were glad that he's awake when we arrived. For a couple of times that we visited, he was sound asleep so we were not able to talk to him. He was actually at the church inside the Gables facility when we arrived. The nurse got him so we could visit.
My husband pushed the wheelchair so we can walk around with him. We stopped at the entrance where there is a piano. The kids wanted to play piano for him. It was festive there so I took lots of photos.
I can tell that Dad doesn't really know who we were. We talked to him and he barely responded. It was nice seeing him though. We didn't see any bruises at all and he seem to gain a little weight while staying at Gables. When he stayed at one of the nearby facility here in our area, he always had bruises. We didn't have an evidence for maltreatment from the employees but my SIL believes that they were not very nice to Dad when he stayed there that's why the family decided to relocate him at Gables Care Center even though it was very far from here. He seem very happy there. All the nurses calls him Pap.
Alzheimer is a hard thing to go through. We miss Dad, we miss him when he can still recognize us and talk to us. We were watching old videos this morning and made us miss him even more.
O am glad that people at Gables Care Center really takes care of him.
I am not sure if he will ever have a vacancy here in the area but that's what I pray for so he could be close to us and we can visit him a lot more.
My daughter brought this nativity frame to put in Dad's end table. She made this in her art class last year.
We had a chance to take a family picture with him before we left. He was getting cold so we took him back to his room. Below are the videos of the songs they played for him.
We will try to go back there again before the year ends or on Christmas day. We will see how the weather will be like.
Today is the first day of going back to school for this year. My son is not feeling it so he teared up when I said good bye to him at the school door. I think that once he saw his friends, he won't be feeling like it tomorrow. It just hard to go back after a long break. Anyway, the photos below were taken during the 3rd graders' saint day on December the 16th of 2015. Their calls saint is St. Lucy.
I always get emotional when I saw my children participating at church. I can't explain that feeling I always have but it happens every time I go there and see them as part of the ceremony.
His teacher asked him to draw St. LUcy and this is what he came up with.
He was also the one carrying it to the altart.
I had a stage fright growing up so I am very glad to see both of of my kids not having my fear.
EJ always look forward to their saint day because they get to dressed up. His coat was a little big but he didn't mind.
in 11 days, my little man is turning 9 years old. Oh boy, where did the time go? As much as I would like for him to stay little, time is slipping away. Both of them are growing up like weeds.
I am so fortunate that I get to witness their growth. I get to stay and work at home and take care of them. Not every mom have that kind of oppotunity so I am so blessed!
I am happy that my husband took a day off just so he could attend the evenyt at church. He missed a lot of events at school just because of his job.
St. Lucy i December the 13th but the third graders celebrated it on the 16th because school masses are always held on Wednesdays.
I have a confession, I am obsessed of taking family photos. I tink my lovelies gets annoyed of me sometimes because I would always say "Let's take family pictures first" before going to the event that we have to go. I know that it is an inconveninece sometimes but I am sure, my kids would sure appreciate it later.
My tripod got damaged years ago so I have nothing to use but look for something that I can lay the camera. In order to see if the photo is in the right position, I always asked them to pose for me forst, hence the photos without me on the first two shots.
Thanks goodness for the timer on the camera I get to be in the family photos, it doesn't happen mist of the times but when we have time, I get to squeeze in. That's one reason, I love to get ready early so that it would allow us time to take pictures before taking off.
These were taken at our backyard. The bottom part of the photos are a little hazy because of the reflection of the tool that I used to laid the camera in.
Daughter took a picture of me and hubby in our living room. I think it turned out good, thanks Ms. Burrito!
My son would always say "Mom, really?" when I asked me to pose over and over again lol.
My daughter on the other hand is always game for it, that I love because I don't have to ask her, she sometimes asks me to take pictures of her.
When my husband takes picturesm he doesn't tell you when he is ready to capture the photos, he just click, click, click without telling you anything lol. His reason is, for me to choose which one I like. I like them all anyway, so her you go.
EJ's first communion went well. I can't believe how these two are growing up like weeds.
Soon, they will be taller than me. I don't even want to think about them driving or leaving home to attend college because it makes me sad every time. I think it's just every MOm's ting to worry about their kids.
For the second day in a row, my kids were off from school. We have been having severe weather here at our neck of the woods so school cancellation is pretty normal. I was glad too that they were off for two days because my kids caught some cold last Sunday when we went to church without gloves and hats on. They were able to recuperate and now doing much better. I kept them hydrated and fed them soup for the last couple of days.
Anyway, I was super glad that they were off again today because today is my husband's 46th birthday. They were able to do things for their Dad.
We used empty wine bottles to write "Happy Birthday Dad". Every letter has one word that describes my husband.
And here are my partner in crime who helped me decorate, cooked, and they also performed by playing piano for their Dad.
I love this inspiration quote about parenting that I found from Parents.com newsletter and I want to share it with you guys.
It was a simple celebration but glad that we were able to pull it off. I was impressed that my son was able to play a tune for his Dad. He's been to his piano lesson twice this month and he is getting good already.
Happy birthday Hon, may God always bless you and take care of you while you're at work and driving on the road. Thank you for all your hard work and dedication just to provide for us. We love you so much!