Friday was Grandpa Greats 93 birthday. We started calling him this when Noah was little and said it backwards and it has just stuck. Friday morning the kids made special cards. We stopped to get some doughnuts and took the cards to Grandpa Great's house. Grandpa was excited to see the kids. They ate doughnuts, went lizard hunting and played trains. That night we got sitters for the kids and the family went to a nice dinner to celebrate his 93 years of life. It amazes me the life this man has lived. He came from a small poor town in Minnesota. Came to California in his late teens and built a buisiness that is now run by his sons. He has slowed down a little but at 93 still gets on his knees to play with his great grandchildren who he adores. Before Hannah was here he once told me as he got all choked up, I only hope I'm around to see my great granddaughter. Well he got his wish and has been able to love on her for a whole year now. We all look forward to celebrating many more birthdays with Grandpa Great.