Deda's Cookies

Well as I mentioned in my post before, tomorrow would have been my dad's 57th birthday.  Ironically, he has been coming up in conversations with Karalee all day.  This morning she got into a box with his old Bible study notes. She found a page of beautiful fish stickers and began to place them all over the carpet.  I explained that she may not get into that box again and that those stickers were "Deda's."  Deda is short for Grandfather in Russian. Like Grandpa, if I understand correctly. 

Later on, while we were getting ready to leave she asked where we were going. " To see daddy," I explained.   "Deda?"   No, not my daddy, we are going to see your daddy.  "Oh, because Deda is in Heaven right?"  Too cute....

Then tonight I decided to make some sugar cookies. It had been a crazy busy day and I wanted to spend some time with Karalee in the kitchen.  She loves to play with her playdoh so I thought she might like to use the rolling pin and cookie cutters to make real cookies. She overheard me tell Nolan, "These were my dad's favorite cookies."  Karalee chimed in, "These are Deda's cookies."  =) 

I'd like to think that her little 2 year old brain understands what she is saying.  For now, I am comforted by the fact that we speak often of my dad.  He was a wonderful Godly man and would be so smitten by this little girl who loves to talk about "Deda."