At Dad’s: Flashbacks galore

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Saturday night, Husband, myself and the two fur babies ventured out to “grandpa Nate’s house” (my Dad, puppy grandpa).  We had an absolute BLAST!  The puppies immediately started “hanging out” in their puppy way…

Chewing toys is fun no matter where we are!

Of course Norman (“Normie”) joined in on the fun as well.

The “adults” had a different kind of fun…well, not really I guess.  The men “chewed” their way through some yummy Chinese take-out (a fam favorite) while I took a trip down memory lane.  Here are some things that I found:

A gorgeous painting made by yours truly...hmmm don't know how that didn't end up at the Louvre?!?!

 

A pic-y of sistah and I in our younger days!

Song lyrics.

OK, so this one deserved some attention.  Here is the background story:  when I was younger, there were NUMEROUS times when my Dad would call me into his room to “make” me listen to song lyrics.  I thought is was SOOOO annoying.  Now, do I not only do the EXACT same thing to people who I care about (like Hubs) but with even the same songs sometimes!  So, Dad, I apologize: you were ALWAYS right about your lyrics.  I especially like the line from above (song by Leonard Cohen)
Don’t dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be
Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack; a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.
What are some of your favorite song lyrics?
 
PS:  The doggies were absolutely SPENT when we got home! 

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