Olive absolutely loves the snow. She begs “get down” when I take her outside. She calls it “knows”. She will run over to the slider, look out onto the deck and point “knows?” And she will look at me. Waiting for me to say snow so she can clap at the excitement of me understanding her words.
I ask her every morning “where’s grampa?” And she will look up at his picture with the biggest smile. God I miss him so much. I hate that he is missing all of this.We tell Olive every day “you grampa’s girl”, just like he always said and she responds “yeah”.