First story of Vash’s dad

Ok so I have already written this once and it didn’t get published, oops Let’s see if I can get through this and post it for you.

I have so many cute stories to tell you about your dad that I want to share with you. He was such a cute, charismatic little boy right from the start. When your dad was a baby people would stop me in the store, complete strangers, just to look at your dad and tell me how beautiful he was.

Let’s get to when your dad was around your age. He loved going to his grandma’s and digging for treasure in her yard. He had a little treasure box that he kept at his grandma’s house so that he could add to it when we went to visit, which was often because she lived only 5 or 6 blocks away from us.

He had all kinds of pretty rocks, some bottle caps, feather’s, marbles, oh he dug and found some great treasure. He was trying to dig all the way to China. He would always run in, with that big smile on his face, after spending an hour or two out in the yard excited to share his treasures.

This is one of my favorite memories of your dad.

Always and Forever
Grandma Jayme