There was a plan...but plans don't always go as we hope...as we all know...so it was that Papa would fly in on Tuesday to Austin, Wednesday to Dallas, work Wednesday/Thursday, then keep Jack for us on Friday because we lost Good Friday due to an ice day. His plans changed from Austin to Houston and upon arriving in Houston he got the sad family news that Moe had passed away. Dad cancelled his appointments but still made the short flight from Houston to Dallas for 15 hours to see Jack before heading home for the services.
Nick had just left to get us pizza for dinner and as you can tell...Jack didn't want his Dad to leave us.
Pitiful huh?!? Jack was probably more upset because we had the video camera on the coffee rolling and I was snapping pictures...but only because I knew that Dad was outside the door (which we saw when Nick was walking out so I had time to set it up before the surprise).
"Knock, Knock" (while Jack is crying out of control)
As you can see Nick is in the background cracking up because there wasn't the normal "Papa" reaction...but rather..."Where's Bebe?".
I'm not sure if she would have believed it if Dad hadn't set the phone down so she could "experience the surprise" via technology since she couldn't be here to see Jack.
Jack+Papa=LOVE
Since time was precious we headed to the backyard for some good fun before bath and bedtime. Starting with Papa teaching Jack to play T-Ball on the set from Nay-Nay for his birthday.
This one is for Bebe!
"Hi Bebe, Wish you were here!"
On top of Jack's slide was his Easter basket full of eggs from the Watters egg hunt a few days earlier. Nick thought he got all the candy out (including the Lemon Heads & Atomic Fire Balls...what parents put that in eggs for a Toddler Egg Hunt?!) but I guess he missed some Taffy. Papa of course dug in with Jack despite the heat it had been sitting in outside and the choking hazard (which we discovered soon after this picture).
Picnic of edamamae & pizza!
Then after telling Papa to "Put your beer down and pull" Papa took Jack on a stroll in the wagon he got for his birthday from Papa and Bebe. And the "beer" vocab is compliments of NICK!
"Don't worry Mom...I have my seat belt on....Papa has been drinking-but I told him he couldn't drink and pull with me in the wagon!"
Here was the scene right before Jack stood looking in the direction of Papa, feel down head first, and all three of us ran towards him screaming (me-Jack, Nick- Oh F, and Papa- Don't scare him) after seeing his little neck buckle as his head hit the ground.
But a pep talk and hug from Papa made it all better...while Nick and I were using the nebulizer and cleaning our pants (sorry, but practically true).
After bath it was time for Papa to experience Cars for the first time...at least until Mater made an appearance.
When it was time for bed (way after Jack's bedtime-but alright due to Papa being in town) Papa read him, "Lamea, Lamea Red Pajamema"...as he pronounced it sans his reading glasses. I helped him out when walking past and the book was much more enjoyable for them both when it made sense and actually rhymed.
After a night of nightmares on the air mattress with Papa it was breakfast then we all went our separate ways. Jack didn't cry and thought that I went with Papa in the plane to work. Great seeing Dad, sad for the reason that he had to head back home, and looking forward to when he has to make up the cancelled appointments here in Dallas.
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