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| It must be spring. The pussy willows are out cattin' around! |
20 degrees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road
I'm not a huge lover of kitty cats, but after a long, cold, hard, winter, those pussy willows are a sight for sore eyes.
I was hiking yesterday morning when the phone rang. It was Macrea, asking if Hambone could stay here for the weekend.
Heck yeah. Grady's to the age now where he's not only my shadow, but wants to know, learn, and imitate, everything I'm doing. Almost five years old, his brain is like a sponge and soaks up everything he sees.
I had been working on the garden house wall before leaving to meet Macrea and make the exchange.
I went ahead and built the wall in the conventional manner with the studs sixteen inch on center. Since I'm improvising with the windows, it was easier for me to simply lay the windows out to get a perspective of where they'll be mounted, than to try to plan it all ahead of time.
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| Old living room windows plus the new single hung purchased last week. Now to make them symmetrical. |
I'm a visual rather than calculating kind of guy. Of course, Grady wanted to help. Thankfully, he was content to get his hammer off the work bench, retrieve exactly five nails from the bucket, and sort through the scrap lumber box in search of materials worthy of his construction skills. (We KNOW there're exactly five nails and keep track of each so one doesn't end up in a tire.)
The junior carpenter wanted to make an airplane and decided to nail a propellor to the bottom of an old cracked bowl that I messed up on the lathe.
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| Don't bite that tongue off Hambone |
Hambone learned one of the first lessons of hammering. NEVER hit your thumb. He not only did it once, he clobbered the thing twice. I'm proud of the boy. He could have cried, whined, and carried on, but his injuries only doubled his resolve to continue work.
We decided to take a break and clean the drive and garage floor using the leaf blower. Again, with little hands wanting to help, I made Hambone Captain of the Head, the person in charge of cleaning the drive.
(For you non nautical people, the bathroom on a boat is referred to as "the head".)
The end of the porch still needed lattice attached. I discovered The Bone doesn't read a tape measure now any better than he did when we built the front steps. He's good a reading numbers, but wanting to show off his prowess at counting, didn't stop until he reached a hundred.
None-the-less, the lattice was measured, cut, and properly attached. It's another job we can check off this springtime list.
Sargie arrived home early with a big pizza. We spent the evening watching a couple of Disney movies and pigging out. Having lost six pounds in the past month, I'll reboot the diet today.
Grady loves playing math games on my computer. Initially, he required my assistance, but has quickly learned he no longer needs Pawpaw's assistance.
Like most munchkins, he'd be at the computer continually rather than playing outside or doing something that requires physical energy and exercise. Knowing that, we limit his computer time to half an hour in the evenings.
Speaking of energy, no visit would be complete without a session of The Flash vs. Pawpaw the Claw.
As usual, The Flash won and good triumphed over evil.
The weather is to change with rain and snow in the forecast for most the week. I don't regret signing up to sub for Monday and Tuesday, filling in for the first grade teacher, It's one of my favorite age groups of munchkins.
Hmm, Grandma Sargie and The Flash are still sound asleep. I think I'll strap on my hikers and make a quick dash to Pentoga Village and back. I never did hear from my buddy about the putting poly film on his greenhouse.
No doubt, Grandma Sargie will have ideas about what we ought to do today and since Sargie, Hambone, and Pawpaw all have to work and go to school tomorrow, there'll be an exchange somewhere along the way.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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