The kid will turn eight in a couple of weeks and I still tell him he is my favorite grandson. I've been telling him that for at least as long as he has been on the planet and I await the light bulb moment when he realizes that he is my ONLY grandson. That will be a watershed moment in his young life. He is here in north Idaho with his parents for an autumn vacation. His folks took him out of school for a week which means he has been assigned homework by his teacher to insure he keeps up with the class. I note with interest that he loves to read but absolutely hates doing any math. The apple does not fall far from the grandpa tree. "Put a dollar sign in front of all those numbers and that'll make it more interesting", I offer as encouragement. So far, it doesn't appear to be working.
Oh well, there is always cowboy or circus work.
It's such a cliche to complain about how kids can wear you out, but they DO! After a week long visit from my grandson, Dan, it becomes crystal clear to me why we have children when we are young. A normal day in the life of a seven year-old requires more energy than grandpas can produce on any kind of consistent basis. I'll need a couple of weeks and a nap or two just to get back to my old self. (Operative word: old)
|Gramps and Dan hatching a plan to snare the 'rents.|
|The fur babies in the park like him.|
|"Come down here and get these nuts!"|
|Two guys up to no good|
|Dan and his mom ready for a boat ride|
|He's a Pirates' Booty junkie.|
|A nice quiet moment with his dad on the lake.|
|Oh sure, he gets to nap on the way home.|
|Looking for crime to fight!|
|"Beware evil doers everywhere!"|
|"Yes, this book is far more interesting than talking to adults."|