Friday, January 10, 2014

I slept with Barbara and for the first time I didn't "travel."  Normally I roll over and move all over the bed.  I must have been very tired or maybe I am growing up.  Every day I do things I haven't done before.
I put on some funny underwear.  GGF wonders why they don't make fun underwear for old people.

Breakfast was grits and a homemade cinnamon roll.  Only GGF had bread since we only had two pieces left.  Guess where we went today: the grocery store!
 We played outside on the driveway and on our dead end street a lot today.
GGM and I practiced our putting.   It was nice to be outside since we have been couped up in the house because of the cold for the past few days.
Besides playing I did help GGF clean up the street of pine needles.
Of course, we played Cars and we played Racing Down a Ramp in the house.  We read a new book on the iPad.  Because it was nice outside, we didn't need to turn on the TV.  
Mr. Brad bought a new car and I got to sit in it.   He spent the day cleaning out his garage to make room for the car.  Of course, I wanted to help him, but Barbara wouldn't let me.  She felt he needed to be able to work without having me under foot.   Of course, I didn't understand.  But she and GGM played with me, so I didn't protest too much.  There was some very light rain, or mist really, off and on all day, but I still played outside or in the garage.  We played golf, football, and Keep Away.
I played with a sword by myself for a long time.  I played grocery store with my grocery cart.

I did stop playing and working long enough to eat a snack.

Finally, when GGF went across the street to see what progress Mr. Brad had made, I got to go, and then we started helping.
I carried some boards back into the garage and did anything else Mr. Brad could find for me to do.
I wore my Mickey Mouse gloves Mr. Brad bought for me.


Barbara and GGM played with me from 7:30a to 7:30pm and they both went to bed as soon as Daddy came to pick me up.    It was a very good day for us all.  I was a perfect little boy.

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