Several weeks ago (or while we were in Florida) I had Zack come to me - we were rocking in Trina's rocker and he was about 3 years of age. He told me "I can't stay long, grandma" so I asked him if I could hug him and he said yes - then we hugged and I really felt his little arms around me. I can still get that feeling when I close my eyes and think about this dream or visit - it is so real and so wonderful!
I also had another visit or dream on April 5, 2006. It was me holding Zack in that same rocker and we hugged each other and then we just rocked awhile and then I asked him if I could hug him again and he said "no" but then he giggled and hugged me - we held each other so tight. Then we got up and walked - there were many people around - like a picnic but I didn't recognize anyone. It was so wonderful. I expect to have another dream or visit when he is older and I am waiting for this.
When Zack was a baby he would spend days with us while Trina had tests, or whatever. They were usually with us over the Christmas holidays, and all the other holidays too. Zack would watch these Bible Videos we bought for him over, and over, and over------------
The song I would sing when he was a baby as I rocked or walked him was: "Zackary is my little boy, little boy. Zachary is my little boy, and I love him soooooooooooo." As I got to the "soooooooooo" I would dip him and then he laughed - didn't really put him to sleep though.
One Christmas Eve Grandpa Gary had to stay home with Zack because he had a cold and Trina, Kevin and I went to church.
When he learned to crawl, he would use his arms to pull himself. One time, at his day care, the kids were hopping like rabbits and when he tried he couldn't do it but his answer to that was "but I can do push-ups!"
I remember when we first started suspecting he could read. I would carry him around our living room (this was during Christmas of '92) and he would read my ceramic signs like "Noel" or "Joy". By 3 years of age he was using words like "actually," "obnoxious," etc.
He loved going in the hot tub with Grandpa Gary and playing jaws! Gary would make the nose and Zack would scream and splash!
I went to visit Trina and Zack a lot when they were in Moorhead. Trina would not let Zack have toy guns of any kind (which was hard on Grandpa Gary) because of violence I guess. Once while I visited, and Zack was around 2 1/2 years old, I was sitting in the living room and here comes Zack out of the bathroom with Trina's curling iron and aiming it at me going "bang - bang - bang!" So much for the gun thing. I think he did eventually get water guns.
One summer, while staying with us and we were camping at Totten Trail, he and my friend Lois went looking for kindling wood for our evening fire. When they got back, Zack said "hey, Lois, we found quite a stash." He loved camping of any kind and also loved the smores! He was such a little grown-up and everyone loved him.
He never wanted to go to sleep and when he would stay with us and I tried to leave the room, he'd say "Grandma, let's visit awhile."
When he was learning how to wink, he would blink both eyes! Everything about him was CUTE!!