Saturday was Jack's funeral. It was a beautiful service and very well attended. I am thankful that I could be there.
We got to see family members that we have not seen for a long time, cry, laugh, and visit. It was a beautiful weekend. My sister and brother in law took lots of pictures and we shared lots of memories of Jack. I can't wait to get them from her so I can share with you later.
I am sure Jack was there. I am also sure he is in a much better place, but he sure is missed!
My house was full again for a few days. Taylor and the kids were in town, so all my kids were hanging out at our place. This is something I love even though it is a mad house.
Henry was right at home.
This is a picture of him at his new house in San Francisco. Notice how flashy they dress there.
Saturday afternoon Henry decided to snuggle up with me on the couch. He then proceeded to put his hand down my shirt.
I said " Why are you putting your hand in my shirt?"
Henry: "In you's boobies?"
Henry: "I YIKE it!!!"
Hmmmm, I think we can all agree he needs an intervention.
Some may think this little story shouldn't be mentioned after speaking of Jack's funeral. I SAY, Jack would have found it hilarious. Jack loved playing with the kids, and the kids loved playing right back! He was the only adult that would keep up with them for hours. Love you grandpa/uncle Jack!!!
3 years ago