My mom's side of the family was putting together a family reunion together to celebrate what would have been my Grandpa's 100th birthday. Since we, and most of my family in Utah couldn't go to San Diego for it, we decided to get together here and have our own little party.
I told Sam and James that we were going to a party and they were so excited,but when we showed up and the night progressed, poor Sam was distrot about the whole thing. There were no balloons, not "cake" (we had pie and apple crisp -Grandpa's favorite), not candle, and no one was singing "Happy Birthday." So of course my sweet mom took care of that. She stuck a candle on the crisp, had everyone sing the birthday song and let Sam blow out the candle. He was such happier after that! :)
We had a great time being with cousins and getting to know each other and each other's kids.
We finished the night with a very sweet PowerPoint presentation my dad put together while my mom narrated my Grandpa's life. It was fun to see old pictures and hear stories.
I must say with all that went on the night, my favorite part of the whole night was when we first arrived. My brother, Mark, opened the door (even though it was not his house) and greeted up with an "Hello, hello, hello". He sounded and looked like my Grandpa. From the large old school ball cap high on his head, to the plaid tie and temple tie clip, large glasses case in his shirt pocket, and a sweater vest to top it all off. It was awesome! Only Mark! :)

