Winn was gone from early Friday afternoon, all weekend, to state final barrel races, with his Mama. Rare not to see him for the entire weekend, so I missed him a lot.
Today, we had massages starting at eight at their house...mine was at nine. He slept in with his Daddy, hung out eating breakfast and watching cartoons, and left with me when my massage was done.
Mike took him out to pick tomatoes and check the pool filter, while I was showering to wash off the oils the therapist uses...it is a killer if you leave it on in hot weather. Just cannot cool off with sweat trapped underneath a coat of oil.
After I got that lathered off, we had some fun out by pool. A bit after one, I mentioned that naptime starts at two.
I do not understand why his other grandparents say he " won!t take a nap." We agreed that we would watch one " Caillou" episode, then sleep.
That gave us a while to putter in the yard. I had been bugged by a crop if cabgrass coming up in the gravel and flagstone walk to the side entrance, and as we walked around to that door, started stooping and pulling.
It is a reflex, more than anything. Suey, the backpack sprayer is collecting cobwebs. I will still spray a pasture fenceline, but am truly trying to wean myself off of Roundup in the yards.
As we bent over and tugged out the clumps, Winn said, "I SO love you , MaMa!" I answered that I love him ,too.
Then, a few minutes later, " I really like helping you, MaMa!"
"i don't know what I would do without your help, Winn." It's true. He really is a lot of help now.
I will never get to be the Disneyland grandma, but I can be the one that spends these few minutes learning to weed a walk. We get hot and dirty, then go in and clean up, snuggle in for a cartoon, and some ZZZs.
