Here we are for a minute visiting the little guys "great-great grandfather" after our outing to Ano Nuevo with Grandpa R. At the end of the trip the little monkey was looking at pictures of Grandpa R. and saying "Poppa" - I was so happy that he got to spend enough time that he was recognizing him and that we will get to see him again this spring when he comes out to Boston. On a sadder note I am pretty sure that my Grandfather didn't recognize me at all - although he did seem to get that the baby was his great-grandson.
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