Marilyn and I took the daughters in-law, and their families out to eat at one of Lincoln Nebraska's fine eating establishments. It was for their birthdays. Our camera caught this pic of Grand Daughter Allison. The restaurant's name is Misty's. Her eyes are not. Her dad has warned us not to look directly into her, or her sisters eyes. For good reason. They will get what they want.
Paul put her in his hats blog a while back. Here you can see both eyes instead of just the one in Pauls post. She makes Grandpa laugh inside when she comes to me and begins lecturing me while she waggles her finger in the air. She is often serious with adults because she has a lot of things to clarify. I have to look to her folks for an interpretation. I know she'll grow up wondering what kind of health problem Grandpa Cliff had. He always had just a smile on his face but his stomach and chest were always shaking when I talked to him.
Alli's two sisters were there too. Georgia and Madi. Madi always has a big smile for the camera.
Hudson made the trip to the restaurant too.
Hudson's Dad was a cute little boy with long hair too.
Now for the picture I didn't take. It's burned into my memory forever. It was taken by my mind on the way out of the restaurant. From our table to the front door must have been a good 60 foot, straight walk.
I had little Georgia seated in her carseat and hanging from my right elbow. As we walked slowly toward the door, Georgia's Dad was ahead of me carrying one of her big sisters and holding the hand of the other.
Ahead of him was Tom carrying Hudson. Everyone dressed for the bitter cold weather outside. The three men in the group carrying and tending all of the children. Good memory. The women followed along and chatted.