Remember that Indomitable Spirit, my daughter-in-law Jill?
The one who is 'Orthopedically Challenged'
like her mother-in-law?
Well, on July 13th, a talented surgeon provided her with
a BRAND NEW right hip.
Which meant I became the primary care giver
of my very dear grandson during her recovery.
The one who is 'Orthopedically Challenged'
like her mother-in-law?
Well, on July 13th, a talented surgeon provided her with
a BRAND NEW right hip.
Which meant I became the primary care giver
of my very dear grandson during her recovery.
20 days of little Mr. Kenneth.
Which translated into LOTS of LOTS of field trips.
Because THIS barely 3-year-old
is a Tornado of Energy.
He burned his share of calories at our local playground.
Although he got a wee bit shy
when a gaggle of girls decided that
he was the most handsome bachelor in the park.
The two local 'Splash Pools' were Manna from Heaven.
Sure-fire entertainment,
day after day.
Although he missed his baby sister Audrey,
he found substitutes along the way.
After approximately 120 - 180 minutes of splashing about,
this little guy was contentedly worn out.
We could towel off and head home.
Somewhere in the middle of our days together,
Kenneth got sick.
Really sick.
My dog 'Chica' was great solace
as he fought off fever and nausea.
After a tearful visit to the pediatrician
- both Grandma & Grandson cried -
he started to mend.
Good thing he's such a fan of baseball.
Watching the hometown games
REALLY HELPED his convalescence.
He cheered with great enthusiasm
when the batter pulled off a great hit.
(Look sideways!)
Because THIS barely 3-year-old
is a Tornado of Energy.
He burned his share of calories at our local playground.
Although he got a wee bit shy
when a gaggle of girls decided that
he was the most handsome bachelor in the park.
The two local 'Splash Pools' were Manna from Heaven.
Sure-fire entertainment,
day after day.
Although he missed his baby sister Audrey,
he found substitutes along the way.
After approximately 120 - 180 minutes of splashing about,
this little guy was contentedly worn out.
We could towel off and head home.
Somewhere in the middle of our days together,
Kenneth got sick.
Really sick.
My dog 'Chica' was great solace
as he fought off fever and nausea.
After a tearful visit to the pediatrician
- both Grandma & Grandson cried -
he started to mend.
Good thing he's such a fan of baseball.
Watching the hometown games
REALLY HELPED his convalescence.
He cheered with great enthusiasm
when the batter pulled off a great hit.
(Look sideways!)
Another thing which brought him back to Life . . .
PICNICS in the mountains.
We had THIS scenery to edify us
while munching our green beans.
Yes.
I DID feed him green beans on a picnic.
Organic. From the Farmers Market.
He is very fond of them.
I'm so grateful to me dear friend Bonsey
who accompanied me on our first trip in the mountains.
I'm equally grateful
for yet another dear friend, Ms. Newell, who came along
during our second mountain adventure.
She's the one holding the GREEN squirt gun.
My friends supported me.
I needed them.
I am a PROUD co-dependent.
BELOW, Bonsey and I shared fits of laughter
while Kenneth was stomping in the creek
and bossing around my dog.
He also liked playing with
ropes & my hiking sticks.
One never knows what will tickle the fancy
of a high-energy 3 year-old!