Another day worthwhile posting, with this little friend of mine. The sun poked out this afternoon just long enough and that was our perfect time to slip on our boots and haul out the wheelbarrow and plant our bulbs for the season. Last year none of them came up. We concluded that the moles ate them, so this year we decided to change our strategy and plant them in my potting plants.
I dug the holes and he carefully placed the bulb with the stem down and the bud pointing upwards. It didn't take him long to figure that out. Then of course he loved to cover and bury them. Hopefully we can look forward to having some blooms this spring.
Suddenly Mac heard the sound of the John Deere. "I need to help Opa cut the lawn." Well isn't that unusual that he would rather sit with his Opa on a tractor?
I could hear his little voice singing all over the yard, above the drone of the lawnmover.
"Jesus loves the little children...all the children of the world...
"The ants go marching one by one Hurrah, Hurrah!"
"Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed!"
At six thirty it was cooling down and he decided it was time for hot chocolate and Oma's chicken noodle soup.
"This is so tasty, Oma, I never new that I would like this water so much." (referring to the soup broth) Where does he get these phrases? Just before bedtime tuck, again he played with his train set, winding all over the family room. Meanwhile he told us that his house was too small for such a big train set.
Hang on to those classic toys. They are timeless and allow endless hours of pleasure.
What better way for Opa to spend with his grandson.
He's nicely tucked into bed again.. and I can't wait to read with him the next chapter of his favorite book.
His final words in his prayer were, "God please hold my hands all night, so that there won't be any monsters under my bed...Please keep us all safe."
"Oma why did you have your eyes open?" He doesn't miss a thing!!!
There's nothing more rewarding than spending time with Mac and incorporating him into our activities.