The Cliimber |
I knew as soon as we brought the new
car home that my Camry was going to take the brunt of my trips to Home Depot
for the foreseeable future. Despite the much larger space and hauling capability
of the new Highlander my Favorite Panamanian was very clear that she expects it
stay in its current pristine state for an appropriate space of time (measured
in years). Maintaining that state is not compatible with my penchant to load
said vehicle with my usual variety of stone based product.
Load of Gravel and Stone After Unloading |
My Camry paid the price last evening
as I overloaded it once again with patio stone and too many bags of gravel in preparation
for the backyard patio build. My wife returned from shopping and discovering
the new watch she bought for me, which seemed to not work, was actually solar
powered and needed to be charged prior to use. I had just finished unloading the
Camry after strategically positioning Buddy so he could interfere with each of
my trips to the back yard – it’s how I roll (literally). I spent a couple hours
repositioning sod out of the patio area and into some of the bare spots some of
my previous construction efforts resulted in.
The Clearing So Far The Pile of Stones is the Future Fire Pit |
I was pretty gassed by the time I
broke for a late dinner but was buoyed by FaceTime calls from both of the progeny.
My Favorite Son and the ABFA reported all is well on the northern front.
Meanwhile on the Southern Front my granddaughter demonstrated a new ability in
which she turned Wingman into a jungle gym and climbed all over him. Ever aware
of her audience she kept at it for a good five minutes - as long as we kept
clapping for her daring dismounts from atop Wingman’s head. Wingman had a real “Daddy”
day as my daughter later sent a video in which he’s reading to my
granddaughter. Apparently she’d fragrantly filled her diaper just before demanding
the book read. The video was hilarious as Wingman grimaced in the face of the aroma
wafting up from his first born. The photos below capture the sequence. This is
the kind of stories that need to be saved for her teenaged years.
In Less Aromatic times |
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