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Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Rainy Days

Something for Everyone!

My Husby's father was a wonderful man.
Generous
Cheerful.
Loving.
Devoted to his numerous offspring and grand-offspring.
Who, in turn, loved him.
And anxiously awaited any opportunity to go for a visit.
I must admit here that seeing and visiting with their Grampa wasn't their only reason for wanting to spend time at his house.
No.
Their motives were a bit more . . . self-serving.
Because Grampa had treats.
Really yummy treats.
He had learned over the years to put a little something away for, as he called it, a 'rainy day'.
And 'rainy days' were much sought after and appreciated.
Especially by the younger set.
Inevitably, when visiting Grampa's house, after the initial excitement of greeting and getting everyone inside and settled, Grampa would say, “Well, I think I'll just go and see if I have any 'rainy days'.
Which meant that he did.
Yummy-ness was forthcoming.
Moving ahead several years . . .
My Husby learned many things from his father.
One of which was, to the joy and delight of his children and Grandchildren, the stashing away of 'rainy days'.
He does this religiously.
Religiously.
And, as a result, generally grows more than it diminishes.
His present stash consists of two huge cardboard boxes and several bags, taking up the entire space under his desk.
Several fancy wooden chests of 'treasure'.
And a shelf full of boxed chocolates.
Do you fancy a treat?
You're invited.
Rainy Days for everyone.
And I do mean everyone.
Please?

11 comments:

  1. Yes, and because he keeps the 'rainy days' in the same spots, my girls know exactly where to look when Gramma and Grampa AREN'T home, and I'm not paying attention to them! Grumbles...

    Like the saying goes: 'Silence is golden, unless you're a toddler. In which case, silence is very, very suspicious...'

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    1. Between you and I, the grandkids don't steal nearly enough rainy days!

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    1. He will be SO happy to hear that, Delores!

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  3. I love that they're called "rainy days".

    Chocolates. Werther Originals. Saltwater taffy.

    Is it dinner time yet?

    Pearl

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    1. Mmm. Chocolate for appetizers. Werthers for the main course. And Taffy for dessert? Yep. Full three-course meal . . .

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  4. My oh my... I would gain more weight than I already have on me, lol.

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    1. You should have to live with it!!! I'm staring at these boxes . . . right . . . now . . .

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  5. Such a sweet story, Diane. I don't know of many men who care so much for their children and grandchildren. You and your family are blessed!

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    1. Thank you, Beth! He is a treasure! Blessings to you!

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  6. Rainy days. Heh.
    My grandparents used to have oreos, M&M's, and homemade chocolate fudge in the house because my grandfather had a tremendous sweet tooth. I used to love visiting in the summer because every time we went for a drive there was something sweet in the car!

    Grandparents are great, and I can tell you are no exception!

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