It was a beautiful day like today. I had taken Ann to the hospital several times before for false alarms. We were in the prebirth room again when things started getting exciting. I rang for the nurse and in she came. Rebecca appeared early. She was slipery as a fresh caught salmon. It was just the nurse and me, and mom of course. "Look Ann its Rebecca!" She was feisty and sweet from the beginning. Later that night Rebecca's grandmother Pearl Marie came up with her uncle Lars who was around 15 years old and held Rebecca.
One of my sweetest memories was when she was three years old. We went to visit my grandpa and grandma Tigner. They lived in a care facility. Ross and Scott were with me. After our visit I was piling kids into the car and Rebecca was missing. Where could she be? I ran back into the facility. There was a line of chairs shaped like an L along the front window and around a wall. There were no less than 15 -20 old ladies sitting in those chairs. There Rebecca was traveling down the row from one to the next. She climbed on each ones lap and gave her a hug and kiss. She was half way down the row. She saw me and said, "Daddy I'm giving the grandmas loves." I waited till she was done with her appointed task and off we went. You could call it a type of things to come.
Friday, March 16, 2007
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Awwwww Dad. You are so sweet. I remember you saying I was slippery like a salmon and to this day that is my all-time favorite simile. Thanks for remembering these funny stories. It is nice knowing how you were as a child.
Thanks for making the change :)
I remember Rebecca looking suspiciously native American. After comparing her to Scott on several occasions, I decided that she was a somewhat inferior Olsen.
It wasn't for a few weeks that I decided maybe not.
thanks for sharing these stories! we love becca!! and i am not at all surprised that little becca stopped to give all the grandmas loves.
THIS IS BILLY:
Becca is the joy of my life and continually makes my the happiest person I know. When I hear the sacred song "amazing Grace" I know it was written about becca's love for a wretch like me. I can also say that becca regularly sits on my lap and gives me loves. I second the fact that it's an amazing, exhilarating experience and I often need to take meds and jumpstart my pacemaker afterwards.
Hi grandpa I think this is a very cute story and I can imagine Becca giving all of the grandmas loves.This story is very sweet
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