My three Gds (l-r) Payton, Natty and Parker

  This post is actually for my Granddaughter, Payton.  I hope someday she spends some time and reads my blog to see what “PoppaZ” did and thought.  But I’m a little ahead of myself.

  Payton Jo Rohrer was born seven years ago yesterday.  It has been a crazy time.  Having a grand daughter is the best reminder that you’re not young anymore.  I’m not….

 I was very blessed to have been invited to see the birth of Payton.  I was there documenting the experience  until the doctor told me to get out.  A short time later we heard the newborn cry.  And there she was.

  Payton created a lot of fun even before she was born.  Her mom, Tiffany, and I had several heated discussions about the choice of Payton as a name.  My argument, it’s a boy’s name and as a Charger’s  fan, it’s the same as Payton Manning, our arch nemesis, on the football field.  I lost the argument, and Payton Jo it was.

  Personally, I was hoping she’d be born on the 4th of July.  It would be special imagining her sharing a famous holiday as PoppaZ does (Cinco de Mayo).  But once again true to her Mom’s stubbornness Payton arrived on the 3rd instead.  She wasn’t going to share here birthday with anyone….. Happy Bday Pay.