Gizmo Guy has always been there for them both. Through scraped knees and broken collar bones, through tears and tantrums (not all of them from the boys), from playing basketball to playing video games with them, from teaching them to ride a bicycle to attempting to teach them to drive. (Well, we’re still working on that last one.) He’s been a great Dad!
These are two of my favourite photos of them. Above is our eldest at 3 years old. Below is GG and our youngest who is about 18 months old here, but now is taller than his dad.
Here’s the three of them together – this is at Burleigh Falls in central Ontario. Jim and I had rented a cottage near here when I was pregnant with our eldest and it was so cool to take a picture of everyone standing on the same spot years later.
We’ve done a lot of travelling with the boys – they’ve been to over twenty states and five provinces:
Although our eldest didn’t accompany us out west last year … this is our youngest who has grown even since this picture was taken. He’s lost most of his curls, though it’s still thick and wavy, just like his dad’s.
GG’s started writing too, and now all four of us have conversations about writing, discussing things like head hopping, and how it drives him nuts to read what used to be a favourite author until he learned about POV.
Hopefully one day thanks to my writing (I can only have hope) I’ll be able to take him back here to Banff …
or back to England – I’m still bummed that we never got to go there together …
So Happy Father’s Day, Gizmo Guy! We love you, and we’re proud of you. May we celebrate many, many more Father’s Day’s with you.