Gentlemen's Sleepover

Nolan and Grampa transformed our activity center into Seth's size.

First they made it smaller.

Then they realized Seth is not that small,

and resized it again for a bigger baby.

Thank you Grampa and Nolan.  

See my happy feet.

Nolan helped Grampa blow up the pool.  

He blew up one of the pillow seats.  

Grampa asked if he wanted to do the next one.

Nolan responded, "No, Pa do it."

Nolan is in charge of filling the pool.

It's easier to do from inside the pool.

Surf's up for the first time this summer.

Then Grampa moved the umbrella so Nolan could enjoy the pool without being burned.

I wanted to get a picture of Seth's cute t-shirt.

I had to work quick.

Ensembles don't last long with Seth.

Grampa wants a t-shirt to match Seth's.

Seth's beginning to eat carrots.

Changing his diaper, I could not get the orange off.

Even Nolan commented on his favorite color showing up on Seth's bottom.

Next diaper change, the color had disappeared.

Those diapers draw all moisture away from the skin and into the diaper.

Nolan likes to be very clean.

Inside and out.

Seth is looking forward to more carrots.

It seems Seth has learned to blow his carrots as he eats them.

Grampa is a seasoned problem solver.

He feeds him from behind his chair.

Nolan has decided to check out Seth's chair.

Grampa told him, "We don't know how you got there,

but ask us for help getting down."

How many Grammas have Beethoven and Bach action figures to play with?

How many grandsons love Beethoven as much as their Gramma?

Nolan is fixing Gramma's treadmill with a hammer and a saw.

Hopefully, she will survive her next interval training session.

Grampa and Nolan make one of their trips to Home Depot.

They're installing a new pump into our fountain.

Seth is asleep, but he hasn't let go of the ring on his bouncy seat.

Grampa and Nolan at 6:00 AM Sunday morning.

They must be trying to think of something to fix.

Nolan and Seth stayed overnight.

When Nolan realized the bedtime book was over, 

he said, "Drink."

Grampa asked what he would like to drink and he responded, 

"Water."

After one swallow, he said, "Juice."

After a swallow of juice he said, "Milk."

Then he was out of requests, so he went to bed.

Who will get to that remote first?

From the California Gentlemen

I've heard that chlorine in the water can turn your hair green

Perhaps they need filtered water.

Sir Paddy

Chapter 2

by Gramma

Sir Paddy was a good dog for Aunt Becky and me.  When we were little he let us ride him.  When we got a little bigger, he pulled us on roller skates (the kind with a key).

He liked to be with us.  We used to go with us to my grandmother's house all the time.  Her house was just down the hill from our house.  My great-grandmother's house was up the street.  One day we went in the car to my grandmother's house, because it was hard for Jeff to walk that far.  When we got out of the car, we saw Paddy running down the street to be with us. 

My grandmother gave him a snack.  She called them "fetch smears."  They were made with lard smeared on bread.  Then we tossed the bread in the air.  Paddy could catch the fetch smear and eat it in one bite.

When we went home, the car was too small for Paddy and us.  My mom said, "Paddy will run home."  Paddy was running fast to keep up with the car.  My mom did not think he was as fast as the car.  Then we felt the car bump and I saw Paddy roll over.  I told my mom she hit Paddy.  She did not think so and kept driving.  He got up and shook his head.  When we got home, we saw Paddy walking up the hill.  He had a tire track on the top of his head.  It was good we had a little car.  He was still ok.