Here is Levon working very hard to push the carriage in which he has babies, a ball, and the tractor book. He pushed these around, inside and out, half the day. He also found a piece of fabric I'd been using for a project and started covering up the babies with it like a blanket. He had a good, full day as did August. As did the grown-ups- Jessie, Mr. Moon, and I.
There was more tractor stuff and there was a bit of TV because, well, no one can tell that boy he can't sit in Boppy's chair with him to watch TV. It's just too dear for his grandfather to cuddle that boy. Levon is falling hard in love with Boppy too. He was carrying his tractor book around and I said, "Levon, would you like me to read you the tractor book?"
He looked at me and said, "Boppy read."
"Oh?" I said. "You want Boppy to read you the book?"
He nodded and trotted off to the Glen Den to join August and Boppy in the chair.
He did let me read it later as well as his other favorite which is the The Happy Man and His Dump Truck.
I love this book. Who wouldn't?
On this page I always say, "I'm not sure the hen and the rooster look so happy."
I suppose it's just very difficult to draw a happy-looking chicken.
August mostly wanted to do Boppy stuff. Of course. But he did like the idea of us making a pillow for his favorite stuffed animal who is named Slothy because he's a sloth. So we did. I stitched and he stuffed it and then he wanted me to make Slothy a blanket and so we did that. He came up with the idea of making it like a sleeping bag so that Slothy can sleep inside of it and that's what we did. He also wanted blanket binding on it and two lady-bug buttons. Which of course he got. He was very precise about how big he wanted these items to be, showing me with his hands. I'm not sure I've ever seen hands as beautiful as August's. They are expressive and his fingers are long and perfectly formed. And I just now got a text from Jessie with a picture of Slothy who had just woken up from a very nice nap with August.
Quite cozy, I would say.
And now our Owen's here! He is spending the night so that he and Boppy can get up early in the morning and go fishing out on the Gulf. Every time I see him he appears to have grown a bit taller. How precious he is to me- the child who made me a grandmother. They are all precious to me, each and every one so very different.
I better get busy with supper. I've been cooking that wild pig ham all day long, slowly, slowly, wrapped in banana leaves and simmering in the juices and spices I marinated it with. I hope it's as good as the last one I cooked. True tacos tonight!
And speaking of bananas- my one stalk of the fruit has pulled the plant over and broken it. I need to do some research and see if they will still ripen. Jessie reports that they have three stalks growing and have propped up their plants. They get a lot more sun than we do. But boy, would I love to taste some bananas that grew in my own yard.
I might as well start planting mangos and avocados and all sorts of tropical trees. With this rapid climate change happening I should take advantage of what I can until it all turns to a desert.
And planting trees is never a bad idea anyway.
Be well, y'all.
I noticed those beautiful long fingers right when August was born Mary I grew a watermelon this year a tiny watermelon but a watermelon just the same. First one ever.ReplyDelete
Rebecca- that's amazing! I've tried to grow watermelon and this is watermelon country. There's a dang Watermelon Festival every year! I think that perhaps I grew one tiny one myself and we didn't let it ripen enough.Delete
I salute you!
And yes, I think that August will indeed play some instrument although you never know- it could be Levon. Jessie said that both boys can make sounds come from trumpets which impresses me greatly.
Levon is at his chameleon stage. In that picture he looks like August. First time I've seen such a resemblance!ReplyDelete
He is a chameleon boy! Those pretty little pillow lips are his alone, though. I just want to kiss him and kiss him and he, like his brother, is stingy with those kisses.Delete
How fortunate all your grandbabies are to have so many loving grandparents. I grew up with only one grandmother. I didn't really realize there should have been more, in the natural order of things. But then, I had a world of wonderful aunts and uncles, just as these little (and some not so little) ones have.ReplyDelete
My kids have been blessed in grandparents. Some blood and some step- and they have all been loving and wise and kind and everything that grandparents should be. And now my grandchildren are lucky too although Lily's three only have one grandfather but Boppy is big enough to take on that burden. And so is his heart. Aunts and uncles can be wonderful and very powerful in a child's life. My grands have plenty of those, too!Delete
Boppy's got the goods! Boppy is for the boys I guess. Tractor crush! I do not know where the energy comes form- you and the littles...I guess one gets used to it.ReplyDelete
I sleep about ten hours a night. Not kidding.Delete
What a fun day, for the boys and their grandparents!ReplyDelete
As for trees, I totally agree.
It was a very fun day!Delete
Living in the Mid-Atlantic, our banana trees have to be dug up and brought into the garage by November. Luckily we have a very strong grandson who helps with this task--both digging them up and bringing them all in and then bringing them out and replanting them again for summer. They are v. heavy suckers. We put them in large black bags with some soil and periodically water them over the winter. Considering a couple of them have grown to 12-15' high this year, they will be a bit of a challenge for the 10' garage ceiling. We've gotten v. small banana bunches on a couple of trees, but only a few have ripened enough to eat. OTH, the hummingbirds are quite happy to feast off of them.ReplyDelete
Love the bitty Slothy sleeping bag and pillow you sewed for August. Wonderful that your grandchildren can thrive with you and Boppy--great role models of unconditional love.
I don't know that I'd go through all that trouble to keep my bananas. They do freeze back here every winter but then they grow right back from the stalk. We're lucky.Delete
And we are lucky in grandchildren as well.
It's funny how farm animals are always depicted so happily in children's books. No one thinks about what usually happens to animals on a farm! (I suppose they're pretty happy UNTIL that day comes, though.)ReplyDelete
Bummer about the bananas! If the stalk isn't completely severed I bet there's a good chance they'll continue to get ripe. Maybe the tree could be propped back up, even partially?
You are SO right about the farm animals. I guess the dog and the cat will get to lead long lives.Delete
I need to learn more about bananas. There is no way that the stalk can give them anymore as far as I can see because it's just completely bent and broken. But perhaps it would have been time to cut them anyway. I should figure this out.
I have three stalks of bananas as well but the trees are holding firm. I'm wondering when I should cut the stalk off. wait til they turn yellow? when they are still green? mine are not the kind of bananas that you pluck and eat. they have to be cooked to bring out the sweetness.ReplyDelete
I don't know either, Ellen. If I do any research I'll let you know what I find out. Mine may be cooking bananas too.Delete