"GOOD MORNNG! Walking in Son-light!"
Miss Lilly and Master Jacob, the grandkids, were here for most of Saturday from noon to night. We did fun things like drawing monsters, and voting on our favorites. Then playing army men who got grenaded and tank-turret-gun shot with casualties piled in the middle. Dollhouses with tea sets were set up and filled up and laid out for everyone to sip.
But my favorite was little Jacob discovering I was walking to the mailbox. She and he were watching a kids movie and I thought they were occupied when I told them what I was doing. Halfway down the long curved drive, I turn back to a little squeaky voice, imploring, "I wanna come, GrammyPam."
And there he is trying his best to catch up to me without shoes. The preschooler was navigating the gravel driveway one cautious step at a time. He was gingerly stepping with hands slightly outstretched for balance. I weighed the pros and cons of waiting or not, how fast he could get to me, my patience, his determination, and decided to walk back to him, "Go get your shoes on, little buddy, I'll wait."
It was worth it. He's at that great age to take a walk with -- spying things in the grass, raising his head to look for a barking dog, digging up "special" rocks from the drive, and picking up two sticks.
"This one is a sa-word!" he lunged the straighter one.
Once we got to the curb I had to caution him on the dangers of the county road. And taught him never go past this point.
Like any 5 year old, he bounced both to and fro.
Later, the little booger went upstairs and discovered my stash of animated Christmas characters! How'd he do that? WHEN! Not only that, he was able to reach up and GET THEM AND carry them downstairs while I was in the bathroom. This pic only shows two, but he brought down all 5! The little industrious imp!
His world is enlarging and he's getting bigger.
In the meantime, walks are great!
