He offered first to hold Ben, so Mommy could finish eating dinner.
When Ben fell in love with his swing at daycare, Paul bought and installed one
at his house. Then spent hours pushing him in it.
He came to our house, lit a fire and made it cozy warm for us when we came home from Ben's surgery.
He fed Ben bit's of ham as he carved it and Ben begged like a puppy at his feet.
He always scooped Ben into his arms as soon as he walked in the door.
He spent countless hours walking with Ben, naming each thing Ben pointed to.
When Ben started crawling and mommy the rule that everyone must take their shoes off, he was the only one that did. Every time.
He commented on and celebrated each milestone Ben made. Little ones, only a Special Ed teacher would notice.
It's impossible to remember or list everything I want Ben to remember. He just needs to know his Grandpa loved him.
Bye bye Ga Ka. We love you.