Speaking of Spain. We took Raf to Spain to meet mum and dad when he was just around 3 months old. Let me say that it was quite a trip.
Here's Raf and dad meeting for the first time at the airport. I know I've shared it before.
Dad loved spending time with him. Raf at the time was going through a phase of sucking on people's fingers (he didn't have a pacifier). Now, those who know dad might remember the incredibly rough skin on his hands and, especially, his fingers. This is the man they couldn't get a fingerprint from at US customs! But sweet old Dad scrubbed his hands and fingers so that Raf could suck on one of his fingers... at 3 months, though, Raf had discerning taste and wouldn't suck on his Grandpa's pinky even for a second!
Instead they enjoyed nice cuddles. I think they're watching the Grand Prix here.
Oh what a sweet photo! It brings tears to my eyes. Many hugs to you, Alex.
ReplyDeleteLovely :-) xx
ReplyDelete<3 so touching x
ReplyDeleteOh what lovely memories. How lucky we are to have such moments. x x x
ReplyDeleteThe beam on your Dad's face is priceless. Such a special moment to cherish. xx
ReplyDeleteThanks, friends. And Fi, we are so lucky. What a lovely dad we had. xo
ReplyDeleteAnd, Fiona, isn't that classic dad, "shall I wake him up?"!
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