TOOTHE Tales

Our Horsie proudly displays a gummy smile...ok albeit only one tooth missing...its still a milky out..
oh where oh where is it...exactly...
We dont know...
Monday morning he left a little boy with all his teeth in tact and Monday night he came home without his first ever baby tooth, that popped up at like 4 months or something ridiculous like that,,,that all seems an entire different life ago...when the ordinary milestones of teeth, sitting, standing, crawling, walking, TALKING were how we measured life, how we measured our horsie...how far we have come...

So in a normal setting...
This would be the start of TOOTH FAIRY TALES...
The start of replacing yuky milk teeth with money...
of make believing in the amazing little mouse or fairy or whatever with a penchant for collecting teeth and all things toothy...

But for us and Horsie...it is total different game we play...
Horsie doesnt even realise he doesnt have a tooth..or rather that a tooth is missing...
There are no tooth fairy stories and money issues...
What IS a PROBLEM is not knowing what happened to it...did he pull it out himself? How long was it loose? Where exactly did he throw it...
Enter nightmares of a different kind...ATTACK OF THE KILLER RETURNING MILK TOOTH...
Did he swallow it? Start the JAWS music...dooooo.. dup ...doooooo... dup..dooooo dup

And with all the focus on therapies and the like...
We completely forgot about milk teethies falling out...

So instead of money weve decided a FRUIT Stick under his pillow will do...
That is more important and precious than gold for Horsie...
So the fruit stick fairy has dropped on by...yaaaaaaaaaay...
Love you Horsie

MY WAY

He did it his way...
My grandfather passed away today...

On one hand it is really so so SAD to lose such a legend of a grandfather, father, great grandfather...but almost relieved that he is at peace and happy that he is with my gran...who has been together for the past 57 years!!

Life NEVER prepares you for DEATH...

Life only gives you an opportunity to experience it - to savour it - to take it in- before you begin to experience death...

ROY RACE you did it your WAY...
What a legacy you leave...beautiful children, gorgeous grand children (me being one of them lol)...
and even more special GREAT grand children...
You and gran always looked at the best in each and every individual...

You played the horses, you ate ice cream, and drank hundreds litres of coke in your life time...
You worked hard and loved your sports...
In the last few years you really cherished every weekend with the great grandkids...

Jada was your cheeky chops...you welled up with tears every time you saw her, and even more so in these last few days when we spoke about her...
Cully poops was always foremost in your mind...
Aidan and Connor also each in their own right a favourite of yours...
You and gran lived for the kids...yours, your kids'kids, your great grandkids...

I hold onto to those smiling eyes, that whistle, and excited stutter...

Nothing prepares you for this painful loss..no exepectation of what is to come..NOTHING...

But you leave our hearts and minds filled with only good, rich, textured, beautiful memories and stories...

And you did it your way...
LOVE you forever and always...

OH BUT Dont get too comfortable, Gran is waiting to chew you out for all the steak and chips, coke and ice-cream you been having...and Chris well he cant wait for your next chip fry up...its been far too long.