I find myself..

I find myself looking around for a sign of my daddy around me....

I have recently noticed that I don't have picture on of him hanging in the hall way.  I have a bunch in albums and in photo boxes (that I want to go through when I have a few quite moments to myself)

I'm going to do something about this discovery and print a picture or two and frame them to hang on the wall.

Sara told me about all her goodies in her candy bag upstairs from Halloween and she mentioned how she has two whole big sized Butterfingers!  Her eyes lite up and so did mine and then my heart sank a little.....those were my dad's favorite too.

I just washed up a few things from that my kids brought back from my dad's and see how happy and cozy Karlee looks under a simple saddle type looking blanket.  She was happy to see one of his grey big sweat shirts washed and ready for her to wear when its cold out.

Kyle, my son has been hooked on a hat that he brought from my dad's, who had so many of them and wore them when he was outside.  Kyle loves the hat and has worn it often ever since we got back from my dad's.

Now when I sit and look around in our living room the stuffed Si from duck dynasty has a whole new meaning and I smile every time I see it and I plan on letting "him" remain in my living room.  (he was a gift for Sara for Christmas one year)

I'm discovering I don't have to look to far and hard to see little things that help me to think of my dad.