I would uncover him in the morning and say "Hello." to him. He would lift his head up and look at me. Unlike chickens, he makes eye contact with you and he seems like a nice guy. But, he eats baby mice, so that's a bit disturbing.
We did well together. My sister takes care of him and he has a name... which I have forgotten. He's certainly better than a pet spider.
Anyway, I drove to Pleasant Hill last Friday so that I could get up earlier and go to our grandson's swim meet Saturday morning. It was in Alamo at a swim club. The excitement was palpable.
Mommy put on her apron. She would be getting the kids lined up for each race.
The Bean, on the other hand, takes all of this very seriously. He's seven and very competitive.
and then the coach gives them a pat on the back and any advice they may need.
But The Bean, who takes it all very seriously, is getting a taste of winning... and 'the agony of defeat" and he doesn't like loosing.
While The Bean was learning to be an Olympic swimmer and placing in his "heats", little Bean was talking to the teenagers, being his very social self and goofing off with grandma.
When are they going to make a camera that takes the years off and turns the gray back into blond . I know, I know... I'm suppose to accept this growing old business, but it ain't easy.
I took the boys to lunch a few times. I ate what they ate. My stomach hasn't been the same since.
I found this in my purse when I got home.
Mommy got sick after the Swim Meet and wasn't doing well for a few days, so I went to the boys swim practice on Monday and took them to my sisters to swim, etc. Between the sitter and I , Mommy got some rest and felt better by the 4th of July.
We had a little get together on the 4th and the Beans got to... SWIM some more.
Little Bean was patient about sharing the shark... for a while. "Come on Bro, let me have the shark."
The next day I drove home. I decided to drive the river road from Rio Vista to Walnut Grove instead of highway 12. It was a nice change. I found a place on the river near Walnut Grove that we could buy and be closer to our family.
I could live here, easily. I might even learn to fish.
This would be a good place to live. Beautiful water, closer to everything, but still away from the business of the cities.
We could swim with the grandkids, have a dock to jump from... and fish for dinner.
Yep! It looks pretty good.
This morning we went for a walk on the road to the Mokelumne River.