Yesterday was my mom’s birthday and Ricky was adamant that I take him to the store to get her a present. He told Kevin that I was going to take him to the toy store and Kevin said that Grandma didn’t want toys for her birthday. Ricky responded, “Poppy! We’ll get a GIRL toy!” Well, he tried to get her a Transformer, but when I discouraged that he found the next best thing – Transformer Band-aids. As soon as he gave them to her, he suddenly had an owie on his knee and was asking Grandmama if she had a band-aid for him. We’re working on his gift giving skills, slowly but surely.
Monday, for a bit of a family night, the boys did a service without knowing it! My mom’s next door neighbors are elderly and have an early ripening apple tree that was ready to be picked. Ricky remembered picking apples there last year and had just asked me a few days before when he could do that again. Monday he got his request.
The neighbors put out an offering for anyone who wanted apples, which also means, “Hey, we don’t want these apples and need someone to take them before they all fall off the tree and make a mess of our yard.” We heard and answered.
Since we have an early ripening tree ourselves, we had no need for more apples, but it gave the boys the chance to help the neighbors out and have some fun with Grandmama at the same time.
We had a very, very short visit from my friend Shelly and her family last night. They were driving home to Montana from Arizona and needed a place to rest and sleep. We were more than happy to accommodate. They arrived very late and left very early, but we had a few moments to coo over each others’ baby (my Rusty is just 6 weeks younger than her Millie).
Ricky came out of his room just as they were leaving this morning. Since I wasn’t sure if he’d see them at all, I had not told him we were having company. He looked very confused and as they drove away he said to me, “Hey, did they have some kids? When are they coming back so I can play with those kids?” Some day, Bud.
Some day I’m going to be on the way from somewhere to somewhere. I love visitors, and I’m pretty sure I’d like your visitors, or you and your family. And I love Rusty’s hair. Yeay, they’re cute all right.