Saturday, October 5, 2013

A Tiring Day Taking Care of Gramma!

 
Gramma decided to take me to a new park. 
She only got a little lost trying to find it.
 

 
By the time we arrived, I felt like I needed a nap.
 

 
"What do you mean, you don't want to play under the slide with me?"
 

 
"Can we put these back on the tree?"
 

 
"I think I could turn these sticks into divining rods."
 

 
Nolan has no thought that he might not make the next step.
He has total confidence Gramma will make it happen.
Gramma needs to work on her confidence.
 

 
"Let's take our walk, Gramma. 
You walk and I'll ride."
 

 
A boy's work is never done.
 



"I'll take care of the bugs for you.
Now, where is your mouse?"
 
 
California Gentlemen
 
 

 
Gramma and Nathan saw this beauty when we went out to dinner.
We wanted to take it home, but the owner might have been confused.
Gramma's second car accident was with a convertible,
but she didn't have a license then.
The first accident was when she was four years old and released the brake on her parent's car.
Shortly after that someone invented seat belts.
How old are the twins?
 

 
MG's are a family car to the Goedkens.
We used to own a red MG.
 
\Mary and Ray's girls stayed overnight on a Saturday.
The next day, I left early to play at church.
Terry was going to bring the children with him, later.
Without thinking I took the family car.
When Terry got five children out to the garage,
he decided it was easier to load them into the MG than to turn them around.
I think Matt was in the boot. 
That was before the car seat laws for children.
 
I have often wondered how our children survived.
Or for that matter, how we survived.


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