See Grandma, my eyes are really dark blue....not big brown ones like daddy

See Grandma, my eyes are really dark blue....not big brown ones like daddy

Ryan and friend

Ryan and friend
Mommy, Daddy, I'm saying Hi to Grandma?

This one is for you, Grandma!

Nathan

Nathan
soccer with determination and no airplane distractions

Monday, June 15, 2009

Unusual Weather

It was a full day. Nathan arrived wearing his hooded yellow sweat shirt on what seemed a cool morning. I had many ideas on how we would spend the day, given the weather predicted rain and thundershowers, we would probably play indoors.

Out came the Hoover vacuum and we cleaned up a bit, then Nate had his second breakfast while watching his favorite DVD, Madagascar. It was waffle-toast with syrup and cream. He loves to dip the waffle pieces into the syrup and does pretty well at not getting it all over the chair while watching the movie.

Home tutoring was next, a story book about Saint Kevin, a favorite of his since he was young and then it was finding the objects in another rather large book. We connected dots and colored, then made his puzzle twice. The sticker book teaches him to locate the page by number, and following the instructions, placing stickers within boxes.

It was time for lunch and we had our usual conversation. He is excited about his upcoming vacation with his parents and family. It will be his first flight. He plays with airplanes all the time. I know he will love the beach with all the sand for his trucks, shovel and pail.

It was fun watching him eat his salad and especially the tomatoes. Cottage cheese has been one of his staples since he was an infant. Then, of course cookies and orange soda.
I don't approve of soda for children, only once and awhile.

We played ball, and low and behold the sun came out. It was so wonderful to see it and we had to capture it as long as possible. Needing to take our walk, it was off to the church grounds. He brought his yellow watering can, (even though nothing outside needed water), he enjoys the activity. We get a chance to check out all the outdoor critters like the blackbirds in Kevin's story. He is fascinated by ant hills and dandelions. He picked a flower for mommy, a little butter-cup with a long stem, saying "she's going to love it." He sure loves his mommy. He held that flower until we put it in a temporary vase and he had it in hand when he went home.

No sooner than we arrived home, it became darkened and there was a thunderstorm. We had gone to see the geese but they were not around. Usually in the park if you hit it just right, there is a flock of them. That left time for playing the organ with its many sounds. He watched the mother bird as she tended her young from his window, and appreciated the cats and dogs in the neighborhood as well. Earlier he had to examine all the flowers growing and the holes in the garden, looking for the chipmunk, Chippy. Nate and I played "Battle." We call it "who beats". He knows all the values of the cards and he knows who wins.

His grampy arrived shortly after setting off the car alarm by accident and Nate of course, yelled out the window, "Grampy what happened?" to bring attention to it all the more. They passed the ball in the hallway. Then along came daddy, while we had him watching Mighty Machines "Roadway to Runways" race cars. When it was time for the potty, we paused it on the computer. He was the first one in the room, and resumed playing the DVD, letting us know that he fixed it. We didn't know he knew how.

Our grandson got quite the workout today, especially walking the church grounds so I'm sure he will sleep well tonight. He finds the time to pray for his friends and parents at church, and is already starting to make the sign of the cross.

He sure had an appetite as well. Must be another growth spurt. And although it seems that he eats constantly, unlike grandma, he is thin and tall.

I will have plenty of work tomorrow, today was a play day, and quite a workout for both of us. The good weather season is short lived and the days have been for the most part unsettled. Remembering the words of advice from year's prior, from Bill's grandmother, "you got to make hay while the sun shines." Time is a precious commodity.

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