Time Flies!

Ten months old now, and still the perfect little boy. Already crawling and your personality is starting to shine too.
This picture was taken a few weeks ago by a good friend and work colleague of mine, she too was enthralled by you. Hoping to see the full results soon.
It's coming up to a milestone date in our calendar, September 15, this will be the day your great granddad would have reached the 80 mark. To go just shy of four-score was quite an achievement in itself. He would have loved to watch you grow as I do, nothing gave him more pride than to watch his family and you would have been no exception in this, except I think he would have made a special place in his heart for such a lovely boy!
Your second ride in a front-facing car seat this week and I could feel your aprehension at the event, you don't need to worry, I wouldn't let you come to any harm, and I'm sure you'll soon come to love trips out in a car, as most kids do.

Summertime

And the living is easy! Well, it never is really, but the song did say that, and Ken would sing a couple of bars on occasion, especially in his back garden when we were having a cuppa or a little game of crazy golf with great granny and your aunty Shana.
I have been busy researching my (our) tree, following three lines at the same time - with mixed results. I've made some headway on your great granny's side, with her fathers and grandmothers sides. Not a lot on Kens tree though, I have been looking for a certain person for some time now, he appeared as if from nowhere!

Anyway, that's part of my other blog, this is for you. Today has been busy, your mum arranged a photo shoot with one of my work colleagues, and you were the star of the show! I can't wait to see the pictures that are the result. Gt granddad would be so proud of you - I know, because I am too!

Some time later

Well Zander, you have now reached the ripe old age of 6 months, and I cannot remember seeing such a happy, contented baby. You (and me) have your mum Louise to thank for that, I can honestly say I have also never seen such an adoring mother, you are her world and I hope you will learn to appreciate that and not take advantage as so many of the young do these days.
The pain of losing Ken is slowly subsiding, though there are still times when something sets a tear in my eye, nothing much, a particular song or sound, a sight, anything can trigger a memory of your great granddad.
The memories however don't fade. I spent last Monday clearing out his garage, making room and removing any rubbish that had accumulated since Ken became ill, not able to drive or even decide what was wanted and what not. Old doors, chairs etc, lots of stuff, 4 car-loads so far and still not complete. I found all the pieces to a chain saw, one he never used as he couldn't remember where he'd put all the bits, and the garage was such a mess we couldn't find it all - not that I'd have let him use it anyway, he probably wasn't capable of cutting wood by then.