Thanks to everyone for the lovely birthday wishes. It turned out to be a wonderful, exhausting day of fun with my oldest grandson.
At six years old (he would correct that to six and a HALF) he decided to master ping-pong, and I was both proud and astounded at his perseverance for such a young person. He loves the game, but his devotion to playing every minute he could get someone to play with him was crazy. He got the serve down and more than once aced me. In my defense, I was playing left-handed to even up the game a little. Returning the ball is still a challenge, but mostly because he is never ready for a return after he makes a good serve, he’s too excited.
The best part of the visit for me was listening to all the laughter coming up from downstairs when he and his mother played.
After putting together the farm set, I feared the little guy (two and a half) would tear it apart. On the contrary, he sat down and immediately opened the doors of the shed to see what was inside. I brought him some tractors and he went right to work, running them in and out, parking them, making all the appropriate noises. The older one loves to build things, this one loves to run things. They make a good team!
Of course, now they are off visiting other family, and once again, the house is way too quiet.
Like a giant rabbit, we hopped right over spring and landed smack dab in the middle of a sizzling hot summer. There were a couple of short skirmishes with spring, but then we’d quickly back up to winter weather. Ugh! I tend to melt into a puddle of mush in the heat. All my outdoor chores have to happen in the early morning or late evening, making me great mosquito bait, so I’m likely to keep the repellent companies in business this year.
and so it goes…