Grandpa came for Alice's baby blessing

He came in the middle of the night, but was up at the crack of dawn playing with the kids, and they just soaked up every moment of attention that he gave them, all day long on Saturday. Dallin had to be somehow touching Grandpa, either climbing on him, hugging him, sitting on his lap, or holding his hand as we walked.
The kids got out almost every game we owned and Grandpa willingly indulged them in playing each one. Notice Ariel doing a hand stand in the background, that was one of about a thousand that she did while Grandpa was here, and she wonders why her shoulders ache.
He can even play games while holding Alice.

Dallin and Grandpa built a really cool house together.
Everyone one got in on the Lego fun.
Sunday before going to church for the blessing, we snapped a few photos of us holding Alice


Do you see how she is looking up at him?
One proud papa.

Monday Grandpa went to the local fish hatchery with Annika, Dallin and I. We had a really great time together while he was here. It got me thinking about what a blessing his love for us is. He is doing more for my kids than his father did for me and my siblings by spending time with them and participating in important priesthood blessings like Ariel's baptism and confirmation and Alice's baby blessing. And Nikolay is able to bless our family in ways his father wasn't able to bless his own, thanks to his love, faithfulness, willingness to make sacrifices, and honoring the priesthood which he holds. I feel blessed by these men who have decided to live better family lives than their fathers did and to give love as fathers more than they received from their own, and live worthily to bless their families through ordinances of the priesthood.