On Monday Andrew said sighed and said, "I'm so tired! It's hard to believe my dad's only been gone for..." He paused to do some quick mental calculations. "Five days. Is that right?! My dad's only been gone for five days?! It feels like it's been weeks."
Grandpa left us on November 30, but here are the kids taking a picture with him before bed on November 29th (just in case we weren't put together enough in the morning to pull together a farewell photo):
Here he is holding Phoebe during Thanksgiving dinner (actually, during dinner is often when Grandpa held her—because we didn't really have anywhere convenient to put her (but we have a bouncy chair now so we can keep her nearby)):
Grandpa liked to sit by the front windows, holding sweet Phoebe and watching the deer graze (and maybe dozing off every now and then):