Dear Dad,
Happy birthday. I'm so thankful for this day (a number of years ago I won't mention) because it allowed you to be the dad you are to me.
And now, the grandpa you are to Carson.
I always knew how lucky I was having you even when I didn't want to admit it while growing up. What I didn't always know was how lucky my children would be to call you grandpa.
I love watching your eyes light up when you look at him. And I can't wait to see his eyes light up when he understands that he is going to see you.
I love how gentle you are with him, advocating for him and assuring him and everyone else that he is a good baby. And I can't wait for him to know that about you.
I love how you will get up at all hours of the night to hold him. And I can't wait for him to eagerly climb into your arms the minute he sees you.
I love how you call each day to check on us (him). And I can't wait for him to ask to call you.
I know how lucky he is to have you for a grandpa because I know how lucky I am to call you dad.
We love you so much.
Happy birthday, Grandpa.

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