Poppy and Price

"Poppy" is what we call my dad. Price is his biggest fan and I think the reverse is true aswell. We see my parents often, but lately we have seen more of my dad, for many reasons.

1) My mom hosts a Bible study on Monday nights at their house, so I usually invite Poppy over for dinner while my mom has a house full of women. He comes over around 6:00 and will stay until Price is about to go to bed, around 8:00. They spend the evening boxing, wrestling, playing football and soccer (in the house)! Last week they played pictionary. Sometimes they watch a movie. They are best buddies. I can't help but get tickled when they start laughing out loud at each other! It is so sweet! (Price is in his undies because he works up such a sweat!!) Price has my kickboxing gloves and Poppy has oven mits! Ha!

2) My dad is the ultimate handyman! He seriously can fix anything! My hubs is great at lots of things, but fix'n stuff is not his specialty. Poppy has helped us with a "things that need to be fixed" list (running toilet, hanging shelves, a new threshold in the garage door, tightening door knobs, fixing a broken drawer in Price's bathroom, removing closet doors to be painted, maintaincing our AC unit, replacing our hot water heater...) Whatever Poppy is working on, Price is always at his side! Always!


3) Knowing Price gets out of school at noon, Poppy sometimes will call and see if we want to go to lunch. We met at Subway last week. We sometimes call and invite Poppy and/or Yaya for lunch at our house too. My mom did the same thing on Friday and took Price to McDonald's. Price loves these little surprises!

4) My dad often chooses to spend his time hanging out with Price when he gets the chance. On Wednesday, my dad came over and spent the day with us. He replaced the door knob on our storm door. Jon brought pizza for lunch and then me, Poppy and Price went to the cemetary to place flags on the tombstones of Price's great grandpa's who served in WWII. Poppy explained to Price that Grandpa Beaty was a Navy sailor. He stayed on a big ship on the ocean. Price was intrigued and had lots of questions. We then told him about his Papa (my mom's dad) who was an Army soldier. Price wanted to know if Papa carried a gun and shot bad guys. Price had a look of pride on his face as my dad explianed the best he could in 4 year old terms that his great grandfathers were heros. Of course Price did not fully understand their service and sacrifice, but in his mind his grandpa's were tough, brave, "warrior super heros who defeated the bad guys." What boy wouldn't be proud of grandpas like that?!

It was a proud moment for me aswell. I must admit, I choked back tears at some points during the outing. I recalled stories I had heard from both of my grandads. I prayed for our armed forces that are currently serving. I thought about what it would be like if Price ever decided to serve our country through the military. Overall, I felt proud of the heritage Price has through his great grandpas. Not only serving America, but what he may get from them as people too. It was a good day to reflect on and honor two very special men I knew and loved.