Christmas with Grandpa Shane
|my dad and his front door|
|Trying out the cold weather gear on dad's porch.|
Our first stop in Canada was my dad's house, which is over 100 years old, doubles as his art studio and gallery, located in the heart of the town I grew up in... Oh, and home to 5 boarders (my dad tends to rent rooms for cheap to people regular landlords wouldn't touch, like just out of prison, or broke) with one bathroom and no laundry facilities.
|We all did Christmas morning together|
|And yes, he did buy them all Christmas gifts and roast them a turkey.|
I did scrub that tub within an inch of it's life before allowing my children to bathe in it. But I didn't use bleach, a decision I still regret as I continue to treat the case of ringworm Jellybean contracted in his diaper area during our stay there.
|that's not just for the grandchildren, My dad likes trains.|
|it's really real mom!|
|he always wears the top hat on Christmas day to hand out gifts|
|he's talking to Aaron on the phone.|
|discovering table hockey and 2nd cousins his age all in the same day.|