Grandson
Silas (10 months) and his parents (Hallie and Nick) arrived at the farm last
Monday evening (Aug. 15) and just left this morning. It was a tug at the
heartstrings to say goodbye. The next time we see Silas, he will have more
teeth and more hair, and he will be walking.
The
spring of 2021, when we knew a little boy was on the way, I suggested we buy a
wagon as a handy farm conveyance. Hallie and Mike agreed. Hallie shopped her trading
apps and came up with a used wood frame Radio Flyer with pneumatic wheels. And
already, Silas loves his wagon. Hallie slowly pulled his first rides, but Grandpa
Mike went faster, and Silas was all for it! When the ride was over, Silas gave a
little bounce with a big grin, the universal sign for “do it again.”
Our
lawn is mostly weeds, but it’s fairly grassy and soft under the maple tree, so
that’s where Hallie let Silas play. But they were here during another spell of “excessive
heat,” and we mostly stayed inside, especially in the afternoons.
And
then – there was the ride out to the canyon rim on Grandpa’s new 4-wheeler,
sandwiched between his mom and dad. (More about that trip in another post.)
Well,
it was a lot of fun, but now it’s over. “Chin up, Mom,” says Milo. We all have
our lives and things to do – and it’s good to get back to it. KW
3 comments:
So much fun!! And those tugs at the heartstrings will never lessen, you know.
Yes, parenting and grandparenting is always bittersweet. But aren't we blessed that our solitary being is absorbed into families?
Your 4-wheeler looks great. How did it get scracheds? My Santa Fe has a scratch. Now it is just a car to get around in. The world keeps turning. I'm glad you enjoyed Silas' visit (as well as Hallie and Nick's.
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