Dad's Workbench: A Dad Blog

This photo was at my grandma’s house or in Swedish it would be farfarmor. In Swedish far means father and mor means mother.  A grandma on my father’s side is farmor and my grandpa on my father’s side is farfar, then a grandma on my mother’s side is mormor and a grandpa on my mother’s side is a morfar.

So following that logic my daughters have a far, a mor, a farfar,a farmor, a morfar, a mormor, a farfarmor, a farmormor, a morfarmor, and a mormorfar. When I was a little boy their I meet their farfarfar, farmorfar, and even their farfarmorfar. There were far more fars and mors farther back in their history but as far as I know those are all the fars and mors I’ve meet . It would be nice to go more often to see all the fars and mors but they live far from here and I have no more time off work to travel so far.

So for now we will have to wait to see them more.

Remember those live props in my last post? Those real pumpkins? I sat them on the fire place as decorations… and ummm… forgot about them. Real pumpkins in a warm house for 2 weeks is not a good thing. The top of the pumpkin didn’t look so healthy so I was going to move it and…. well… it started to fall apart. I was glad it wasn’t to bad and no bad smell or anything. So much for my pumpkin pie idea.

That really has nothing to do with the photo I have posted other than the pumpkin thing happened today and I was later going through my photos and noticed this one of Joy. They had so much fun with the props. Maybe I will have to come up with another fun idea for Christmas.