Dear Charlie,
A little yellow birdie stopped off and delivered horrible news to me recently. Now, I’m not certain, but according to the little yellow birdie there was a dead rabbit found in the front yard of your house recently and we all know what happens when the rabbit dies….
I want you to know that just because there is going to be a second grandchild in my life does not mean that I will love you any less! I promise to be there when you call… I promise to still chase you around the yard, toss you in the air dropping you on the couch, tickle you and to squeeze you extra hard when I hug you…
You have my heart wrapped around your little finger…
Grandpa’s great… feeds me lots of cake…
Love you to the moon and back! Might love you a bit more if you’d just say Grandpa….
Grandpa Boltz