And then, when you think that you are doing it all wrong...
Kind of makes "Hi Noni!" at 5:30 in the morning a little more palatable.
Friday, since we got up SO early, we drove over to WalMart by 7:30 a.m. This is a really good time to shop. There was no one there. (I must remember this.)
Little Bean needed another pair of shoes or boots to hike in. We found a pair that he liked a lot.
Little Bean has the most amazing toothbrush. It it a battery operated brush that lights up with flashing lights. Red for a minute, then green ( or yellow) for another minute and you are suppose to keep brushing until it changes color again. This way you brush long enough and don't have to count the seconds and minutes. I can't remember the brand but it's really a great idea for kids.
The Bean helped Papa with some chores.
Without leaves, poison oak looks different than in the Summer so we showed him the bunches of bare branches and where it grows. Well, it grows all over the place. It's so prolific, but by the end of our walk he was pointed it out and staying away from it.
He wanted to know why the deer didn't get poison oak if they were always walking through it. I said I wasn't sure but they were probably immune to it.
"What's "immune" mean, Noni?"
"The deer are around it all the time so they build up a resistance to it."
"You mean that they don't get it if they touch it?"
"Right, they just don't seem to react to it."
"But I do?"
"Yes. Noni does too."
Oh good. I must have said the right thing. Immune... resistance... react. Words that could have gotten me into trouble. But he was OK with my assessment of the situation.
Then we went on a hike to the top of the mountain. It was beautiful and cold. We walked up and over into an area that has a seasonal creek and had a mining operation years ago.
Bean walked with his grandpa down to the creek and jumped on a log that was in the water... and then over to the other side.
We walked back across the creek and up to the top of the hill. Then we continued on up the road to an old cabin that we have watched slowly collapsing for 16 years.
We turned back and walked along the ridge.
Little Bean finally said that his feet were cold, so we started back down to the house.
"Come on Papa.We need to hurry"
When we got back to the house we had to soak Little Bean's feet in bath water to warm them up and change clothes. After lunch Papa took a nap and we went outside to do a little dancing.
This is called the "Running up the dirt hill" dance.
This one is called "Skateboarding on a dirt hill." His dad use to do this on a BMX bike.. at warp speed. Use to scare me to death watching his father do tricks on his bike.
I was glad there was no skateboard or bike underneath the Bean.
And then.... the landing.
"Yes, it was."
Then the Bean made a "Play yard" out of salvaged wood.
Then we cleaned up, went in the house and had some "quiet time" before dinner. (This was for Noni.)
After dinner we had a fire in the chimenea stove outside.
Little Bean was excited about being outdoors and watching Papa building a fire.
Little Bean was outside, on a cold winter's night. He was lovin' life.
The Chimenea was hot and happy.
Little Bean walked around with a flashlight trying to find animal eyes below the fence.
He said that he saw something move in the area below a pile of tree branches..
That's when he came back and sat with me again.
He wanted to know if wild animals could get though the two fences.
I told him "No. They are afraid of people, the Christmas lights, the dogs and PAPA."
Then he disappeared , leaving the flashlight on the chair.
Guess where he was?
I sat out there for a few more minutes while the fire burned itself down. Then I returned to the house. It was nice and warm. I could see the fire from the living room. It was almost gone.
What a great way to end the day.
Little Bean left Saturday afternoon.
His Dad and his brother came up and got him.
It's kind of quiet around here.
Noni and Papa slept until 7:30 on Sunday.
Carl and Cutter keep looking for Little Bean.
We have lots of chocolate milk left... and lots of good memories.
See you soon Little Bean.
We love you!
Three more hours to go...
Happy New Year Everyone!
I hope that it's a good year and that it brings good health and many blessings to all of you.