Big Daddy...

Witt got to meet his grandfather (better known as Big Daddy) this weekend! You read the title correctly, Big Daddy is what my father would like to be called...not grandpa, grandfather, papa, nope Big Daddy. In the months leading up to Witt's birth we talked about what "grandparent" names my parents wanted. We discussed several options...Big Daddy was not one of them. However, it is growing on me, not sure what it will sound like when Witt is 15, but we'll figure that out later!

I saw a side of my dad this weekend that I have never seen. The way that he immediately fell in love with Witt the minute he saw him in the car at the airport was so magical. It was as if he became another person. I blogged earlier about how the second Witt was born I felt like I transformed into a mom. I think that is what happened to my dad. He became so enamored that he couldn't take his eyes off him...the look in his eyes was even different. I even heard some "baby talk" (define that how you would like) throughout the course of the weekend. It was so sweet to see them interact. I love my dad and even though I give him a hard time and he gives me it right back, we are a great pair and I know that Witt is more than lucky to have Dad, Big Daddy, in his life! Thanks Dad for being not only a great father but a great grandfather too!