Dad was finally able to make the trip out after going through a crazy motorcycle accident two days after Emory was born. He was in the hill country in Texas when a dear ran out in front of him. Dad rarely goes without a helmet, but didn't have one on for the short trip. He had major injuries to his face, hand, and lung. But he used one of his 9 lives and survived. He is still recovering, but was able to fly out and meet his granddaughter.
Dad bonded with her like he does with most people- though teasing. I wish I had gotten a picture of this- he holds her, makes her think that he's dropping her backwards, and she throws her hands up in the air and makes a perfect "O" with her mouth. He called in the "Go Team!" cheerleader pose. She survived him, though, and I think she liked it a little.
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