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Pentoga Road
Shhh. Listen. Hear that?
Isabella and Sarah arrived midmorning yesterday. Grady was so excited when he awakened and discovered Isabella was coming to play.
Pat, Sargie's brother, stopped by for a visit and helped to solve a problem with my scroll saw. I was cutting when it suddenly stopped. We later found a blown fuse was the culprit. After a replacement was found along with a good cleaning and lube, it runs as good as new.
Pat asked if I could look on the internet for a supplier of parts for an old Navy battle lantern from the ship upon which he served during the Vietnam War. We found them.
It was afternoon before we made our way to the park. Armed with Happy Meals and surrounded by swings and slides, we had a wonderful time.
After climbing the ladder, Isabella was initially a bit hesitant to go down the slide. I put on my super hero outfit and it was Pawpaw to the rescue.
No trip to the park would be complete without swings.
After a full day of nonstop action, it was a very very very very tired Isabella who didn't want to go home. I've never seen two little ones bond so tightly. She and Grady had so much fun that she didn't want it to end.
I was proud of Hambone. Just before they pulled out of the drive, he crawled up into the truck and gave his friend a very sincere hug. My kind of man.
With the world suddenly much quieter, Grady watched a video on the computer, Sargie fought to keep her eyes open, and I sneaked outside to water the flower and strawberry beds.
I was watering the ferns on the front porch when I heard a couple of squirrels in the garden.
Wait a minute! Those aren't squirrels, at least the four-legged kind. It was Grandma Sargie and Hambone raiding the pea patch!
Last night, Grady discovered the true joy of eating directly out of the garden. More importantly, he found that raw peas are delicious.
Regardless what he was doing, feeding the goldfish or some other activity, Hambone kept wandering back to the pea patch in search of more.
The boy found more than peas while in the garden.
I told him he could eat all the blueberries he wanted as long as none went to waste.
Decisions, decisions. Life's full of them. Peas or blueberries? In the end, Hambone relished both.
With last week's rain along with warm temperatures, the garden continues to grow. Some of the sunflowers have surpassed ten feet and are still growing. My goal is for most to reach between fifteen and twenty feet.
Needless to say, no one had any problems sleeping last night on Pentoga Road. I think I'll get this uploaded and head out to the garden, see if I can find any blueberries to put on my cereal for breakfast.
Today's agenda? Who knows? Sargie still has today and Thursday off. I heard rumors that Isabella and Sarah might be coming back out later to play.
Other than that, I think I'll just take it as it comes.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
That's right, if you were here at this very moment, you'd hear nothing, nothing but glorious silence.
That'll all change once Hambone's awake and hitting on all cylinders. At age four, he's a walkin', talkin', flurry of activity, just the way he should be.
Isabella and Sarah arrived midmorning yesterday. Grady was so excited when he awakened and discovered Isabella was coming to play.
Hambone didn't know she was coming. We'd made that mistake last year of telling him the day before and he was up at 4 AM the next morning asking how soon Isabella would be here.
I'm unsure how two mini munchkins could get along so well and fit any more activity into one day than those two did yesterday.
Pat, Sargie's brother, stopped by for a visit and helped to solve a problem with my scroll saw. I was cutting when it suddenly stopped. We later found a blown fuse was the culprit. After a replacement was found along with a good cleaning and lube, it runs as good as new.
Pat asked if I could look on the internet for a supplier of parts for an old Navy battle lantern from the ship upon which he served during the Vietnam War. We found them.
It was afternoon before we made our way to the park. Armed with Happy Meals and surrounded by swings and slides, we had a wonderful time.
After climbing the ladder, Isabella was initially a bit hesitant to go down the slide. I put on my super hero outfit and it was Pawpaw to the rescue.
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| Oh oh, a log jam. Both munchkins thought it was the funniest thing to have me sit at the bottom so they could slide into me. |
No trip to the park would be complete without swings.
After a full day of nonstop action, it was a very very very very tired Isabella who didn't want to go home. I've never seen two little ones bond so tightly. She and Grady had so much fun that she didn't want it to end.
I was proud of Hambone. Just before they pulled out of the drive, he crawled up into the truck and gave his friend a very sincere hug. My kind of man.
With the world suddenly much quieter, Grady watched a video on the computer, Sargie fought to keep her eyes open, and I sneaked outside to water the flower and strawberry beds.
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| The strawberries are sending out runners and the cosmos are about ready to bloom. |
Wait a minute! Those aren't squirrels, at least the four-legged kind. It was Grandma Sargie and Hambone raiding the pea patch!
Last night, Grady discovered the true joy of eating directly out of the garden. More importantly, he found that raw peas are delicious.
Regardless what he was doing, feeding the goldfish or some other activity, Hambone kept wandering back to the pea patch in search of more.
The boy found more than peas while in the garden.
I told him he could eat all the blueberries he wanted as long as none went to waste.
Decisions, decisions. Life's full of them. Peas or blueberries? In the end, Hambone relished both.
With last week's rain along with warm temperatures, the garden continues to grow. Some of the sunflowers have surpassed ten feet and are still growing. My goal is for most to reach between fifteen and twenty feet.
Needless to say, no one had any problems sleeping last night on Pentoga Road. I think I'll get this uploaded and head out to the garden, see if I can find any blueberries to put on my cereal for breakfast.
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| The tomato plants, behind me, on my right, are almost six feet tall. |
Other than that, I think I'll just take it as it comes.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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