My father in laws favorite holiday is pioneer day. He’s always so excited about it and looks forward to it all year. His hydro seeding machine is a favorite for the hot spectators because they spray gallons and gallons of cool water. Being on the street when the hydro seeder is driving by is the same effect as sitting in the blue zone at Sea World.
Tuesday night when we arrived at the farm, Grandpa Bill convinced William he eats ants. Yesterday William came over to show me he had an ant on his tongue. Aunt Debbie said “no way” and William claimed, “Grandpa Bill does”. Evidently the previous day Grandpa and Dad had him convinced they were edible. Luckily he finally spit it out after a few minutes.
William was rubbing his feet across the patio at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. He was amazed and repeating the phrase, “We’re not getting any slivers.” We have an old deck out front that gives him slivers every time he sets foot on the wood.
We saw several cows, horses, pigs, fish, ducks, sheep, hawks, and a donkey. We had a discussion about donkey’s v. mules. Can donkey’s reproduce? Is a donkey a cross between a horse and a mule... or is a mule a cross between a donkey and a horse. Are mules and donkey’s sterile and unable to reproduce. Is a mule synonymous with a donkey?
William and EJ enjoyed their stay at the farm. William played with cousins, aunts, grandma, grandpa, and uncles. EJ rode the lawn mower with grandma. William rode the four wheeler with anyone that was willing to give him a ride. William pet Lucky with his Aunt Debbie. We all enjoyed Grandma's great Bar b que.
William is sensitive. The other day he dropped or accidently pushed a glass cup off the table. I said “William Lee” and he burst into tears. He cried for a good five minutes. Now I know why mother’s use the whole name. It has an overwhelming effect on their children.
Our garden is producing well. We’ve been giving out cucumbers, squash, mini pumpkins, and zucchini. It’s amazing to watch the zucchini grow. I picked one a few days ago and left the other three because they were small in the next two days they must have grown three inches.
The garden gofer got a squash plant, but we have several more to spare.
Monday morning EJ was “dying” if hunger after his bath. I took my chances and nursed him when he was still bundled in his towel. Before I was done, pee had seeped threw the towel onto my shorts, and floor. While I was burping him he puked on my shoulder. In the meantime I was on the phone. The person was trying to convince me mornings were rough. I let him know that I was doing well despite the fact I had pee and puke all over me.
William had a difficult time when I took him to Smith’s Monday morning. He opened and ate a strawberry from the package. I tried hard to explain steeling and it made him angrier. I brought up they money issue and that was over his head. The pint of strawberries kept him occupied until I had to purchase them and his hands were free to grad a pack of rollo’s and bite the end off before I had time to react. I wish my reflexes were faster... I watched the entire scene as if it was slow motion. I bought the pack of Rollo’s also and saved my breath on the lectures.
We stopped by Inkley’s to pick up a new camera battery. I ended up feeding the baby in the back because William wanted to stay and watch the fish in their aquarium. William lost interest in the fish and decided to jump all over the furniture in the photo gallery.
William has been working hard to convince us that he’s big enough to go potty in the toilet. He pushes hard when he’s there but the end result is always the same. He uses it as an excuse to get his diaper off, use lots and lots of toilet paper, and flush the toilet.
The play group this morning was at Bountiful Park. Tiff, Spencer, and Lexie showed up at the end. They were meeting some other people from their ward. William loved Spencer's scooter and ate all of Lexie's sandwich.
Valerie dropped off the “Twilight” novel I started at the farm. I had the opportunity to read this afternoon while William was napping. It’s fun. Antother lady at the play group made a comment out loud about me. She said "you look about my age" I guess all those long nights of little sleep must be catching up to me. She was a good five to ten years older than me.
William had fun in the cement tunnels. I figured out what he’s doing when he is saying “See saw see saw see saw”. We frequently visit the racquetball courts in Island View Park to hear our voices echo. I always whistle and he always says, “see saw see saw see saw”. Today we were listening to our echo’s in the cement tunnels I was whistling and this time when he started saying “see saw see saw see saw” I noticed that it was his version of whistling. It was the closest reproduction of a whistle he could make and it’s getting pretty close to the sound I make when I whistle.
