Sunday, March 9, 2008

An hour of fun....

Tonight I went to Swimminginlaundry's for supper. After supper, everyone wanted to go to Super Gramma's house. Well, except for Swimminginlaundry. She wanted the house to herself for a couple of minutes of quite time. We ended up at RF school in Mayberry. The school has a nice playground and lots of things to entertain Violet, Herbie and Big Weld. I tried to help Violet learn to stand on her hands. Herbie and Big Weld wanted to walk on the balance beam. At the back of the school ground there is a big area that is overgrown with trees and shrubs that were planted in the late 70's. There are trails through it and we explored all over. Then we went back up by the school. We layed on the ground and did the bicycle exercise and laughed so hard. Then we layed on the ground and looked for stars and talked about the different shapes of clouds. A big flock of noisy geese went over and Herbie said the birds were having a party. I said the moon looked like it was smiling but Big Weld said it looked like a toe nail. We laughed alot and had a lot of fun. On the way back to the car we found a spot where you could make all kinds of sounds and there was an echo. Finally, after so much laughing and being so loud we got into the car. I was afraid someone would report us to the police for being so noisy. I was pretty tired after that but I don't think the kids even slowed down. It was late by then but we were headed to the DQ for ice cream. Swimminginlaundry found us before we got there. The kids weren't ready to go home but we all agreed we had a great time.

2 comments:

Connie said...

Grandchildren are the best things in the world. I certainly didn't know the moon resembled a toe nail, but I'm going to have to check this out myself.

My 3-year-old grandson told my daughter recently that he could remember when he was a little kid (!) and Grandma was his mama. He couldn't be talked out of that concept, either. We think he's heard us talking about how I'm his mama's mama. We all had a good laugh over that one.

My turned-five-years-old-today granddaughter woke up early, ran up to her 10-year-old brother's room this morning to see if during the night she had grown as tall as he is.

Why are grandkids so much smarter, cuter, and witter than our own kids were? It's a mystery.

The Answer's In The Question said...

There is nothing like having perfect grandkids!!!!!