Right before Vergil was to come home from North Carolina, some of his mountain family had a few flu-like symptoms and so his brother-in-law got tested but it was going to take a few days to get results. Of course this worried everyone and made Vergil wonder if he should come home before the test results were received but he and Jessie decided he should come on and they'd isolate until they found out if covid was involved. This meant to us that we couldn't see Levon on his birthday but yesterday the test showed negative and so Jessie brought the boys out this morning.
"You got me a present?" Levon asked as soon as he was out of the car. "Yes!" I said. "I did!"
"And did you get me one?" August asked.
"A little one," I told him.
They ran for the house and August immediately found them on the dining room table where I'd just wrapped them. We all gathered around and Levon tore into his big present with August helping. I'd gotten the boy a set of trucks that you have to put together with a big screwdriver that came with all the other stuff and there were stickers to put on the various vehicles and the crane. There was a crane. And boulders for the crane to pick up and put into the dump truck. There was a fire engine and a tow truck and a garbage truck and the dump truck. Maybe something else. I can't remember. And little guys to go into the various trucks.
So many pieces.
I put each one on a plate and served them out and the boys have now had chocolate eclairs and they like them very much. These particular eclairs had a very generous amount of cream inside of them and I wish I'd gotten a picture of the boys eating them, each with his own technique. Jessie ate half of hers and Boppy put his in the refrigerator for later. I had a bite of Jessie's and I declare that the eclairs were fine indeed.
And I would.