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Have a great summer, my friend….. but…. joo keep using that word….

I do not think that word means what joo think it means...

I am glad to hear that things are still well between you and your daughter. It sounds like it has worked out well for both of you.

Well... it means what I WANT it to mean! lol.

Perhaps, someday... I will watch the movie again and pay closer attention. lol.

But, I STILL think you look like the villain in that movie! Post the picture! The one of you next to your "jeep" or whatever it was with the boat on top! I was shocked! [But, it DID explain why you are so desirable to the Sasquatch babes!] LOL!

All's well that ends well. ;)

Ah Hah!!
so you want to try again….

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7zvffHu_wo

I've lost track of time. But, I think it's been 3 years since I first made contact with my daughter. Maybe only two... but it seems like more. I've spent several "weeks" with her and my grandkids for special occasions. "Caught her" a couple of times when I was passing thru ABQ!

My life has changed dramatically. For the better.

My daughter has totally accepted me into her life, and I have a wonderful relationship with my grandkiddos! But... I didn't know them when they were babies. Heck... I didn't even know my Daughter until she was about ONE! But... guess what? I have another chance!

My daughter remarried, and wanted to have a child with her new husband. I can understand that. But... WHOA... I'm not sure I was ready so soon! Yep... she's pregnant.

I'm gonna be a Grampa again! And THIS time... I will have to learn to deal with a little baby!

HOW am I supposed to tell her that I'm a grumpy old Trucker? That I have no room in my heart for someone who can't even DRIVE? lol.

I will have NO excuses, this time. I will have no defenses! I am doomed.

I will have to cuddle that bundle of flesh and DNA that is a part of ME.... look into her/his eyes... and question her on matters of Constitutional Law! lol.

This... is NOT... going to be easy! lol.

And I STILL have not forgotten that it was YOU guys/gals that made this happen! Thanks.

2-12-2013 post# 146 … that's on page 8 for me.
I don't know what that time adds up to, using common core math? :)

Congrats on the new Hobo in the family. May the child soften you up, grumpy… I mean grampy. hahaha

Well... you KNOW I'm not good at research, but... that was about the time I made contact. What I MEANT to say was... about 3 years since I FOUND her, on facebook, and started this process.

I guess I need to "nail down" some dates so that I won't be a babbling idiot in my old age. I FOUND her on facebook in the spring of 2012. I CONTACTED her in the spring of 2013, and had my first encounters with her almost immediately that spring.

In the spring of 2014... she got remarried and INSISTED that I be there! I made sure that I WAS! I had already spent about 3 weeks with HER and the kiddos!

I "stopped in" for breakfast with her, Aaron, and the kiddos (with my brother along,) about a month ago.

And we had plans (sort of) for a beach trip this spring. But.... it looks like I may have to settle for being there sometime this FALL.... when the baby is born!

Another dilemma! I don't want to "barge in" when her "other parents" are cooing over their new grandbaby! But... I don't want to seem unexcited!

I'm thinking a few weeks after birth... when things have settled down. Not Thanksgiving... OR Christmas... but, somewhere inbetween.

I would LOVE to be there for the birth... but, I think I'd be in the way, a distraction, perhaps.... a detraction.

But... there's a part of me that wants to BE THERE for this birth!

What would YOU do? lol.

I would ask her when does SHE want you there. This way she knows your interested in sharing this event.

That's a good idea Freebird…. :)

I guess i would time it to barge in when the ex is there, and pick a fight with her right off. The bitche has it coming to her! :mad:
Pick something simple to get the ball rolling, like make a snide comment on the gift she brought.

Then I'd go do some fishing on the lake nearby, tell lots of embarrassing stories and crude jokes, pine on and on about Shania, and over stay my welcome.