COOL STORY ALERT. Bought Andie a soccer ball today. Kicking wasn’t necessarily her strong suit. All of the sudden, seemingly randomly, she started diving all over the floor, pouncing on the ball like a goalie. She spends 30 minutes yelling “KEEPER!” every time she hit the floor. I’m thinking “Where the hell did that comes from?!” Out Of nowhere she leaves, telling me she has to get something.
She comes back a little while later with a picture of my Dad, Kenna and Ryan the day Ry was born. She looks at me and say “I love Grampa Fred, he’s proud of me.” I sort of had a “Dad cry” moment for a couple reason.
Now Andie never met my dad and all she knows about him is 1) he was my dad, 2) he died years ago and 3) he was nice. So naturally saying “I love him” was impactful. But why would she say “he’s proud of me”? Well what Andie didn’t know about Dad, because I’ve never talked about it before, is he was a great goalkeeper in his days. Won a state championship in high school and played indoor with us into his 50s, always in net. Everytime he charged the ball he yelled one thing...KEEPER!
Dad has been known to stop by from time to time. He popped in a few days before my grandfather died. He used to keep an eye on Ryan during my divorce. Having lost one granddaughter to dance and a grandson to football, clearly Grampa Fred has his hooks in this one already. #andiegram #goalie #ghostsarereal