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It Is Well…

It is well, it is well…

I knew I/we were fatigued.  I knew I/we needed to refill and that it could take some time, but I did not know, that so much help could come in such a small pair of shoes.2 shoesNumber One Son’s schedule is changing.  (He is moving to a new fire station and soon responsible for driving the back-end of a verrrry long fire engine.  If you know him, you can only imagine the smile I assume will be on his face as he does this!)  As, I was saying, his schedule is changing which meant he had a few extra days off.

“Hey, Mom…what would you think, if we came out to the farm for a few days?”

‘GREAT!’

We had nothing planned…nothing!  My Loving Spouse was home from driving for a few days and our souls were filled as we heard some of THE Grandson’s new words:

“Grammy” and “Pa-Pat”….oh, be still our hearts!

The delights in both The Grandson and The Grandfather under beautiful blue skies, as tractor driving becomes a shared passion….and a trip into town for Story Time.2 libraryPicking flowers to take into his Mama…2 flower mamaA 2-year-old who loves raspberries and a raspberry patch that is bursting, as he learns to pick them for himself with running commentary of, “Hmmm, so yummy!”

He may be the only visitor we know, who is amused at all the poop here.

“Poop, Daddy!  Horse poop!”

“Eggs, Mama!  Chicken poop!”

I do my teacher’s best and point out the cow poop too.

We make cookies together.  I’ve never actually seen anyone stick their whole mouth into the cup of brown sugar before, but he does declare it “Hmmm, so yummy!”  I try to warn him about sticking his mouth in the flour, but apparently he loves that too.

Bubbles, balls, trains, books and a cow that eats bananas….

He learns to swing from the trapeze swing.We share the wonder and love of a farm and the simple delights it offers.  I/we/he continue to be amazed at this place we get to call home, which is always better when we share it with those we love…and it is well, it is well with my soul.

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  • Kathleen Backer Mendez July 26, 2016, 4:58 pm

    Adorable story. You have such a way about it. Your posts ALWAYS cheer me up and become the better part of my day.

    • Ellen Walton July 29, 2016, 7:28 am

      Thank you so much Kathleen! I often wonder why I write this blog, and then someone makes a comment like yours!

  • Miriam July 8, 2016, 3:07 pm

    Glad to see you are filling up your own bucket…. and with grandson love too! Please tell me you got a picture of him after he stuck his face in the flour bowl!!! And you are willing to share it. 🙂

    • Ellen Walton July 8, 2016, 3:36 pm

      Oh…I am sending many pictures to your email! It was a good bucket filler…now for some quiet sewing…

  • Dawn Stimson Ellis July 8, 2016, 12:58 pm

    A grandchild is the best to lift your mood! So glad you were able to spend time with him (and of course his mom and dad). Truly time to be treasured!

    • Ellen Walton July 8, 2016, 2:43 pm

      Amen! Such a love and nice to let them sleep in and help them a bit. It was a lovely visit!

  • John July 8, 2016, 11:56 am

    So much fun, and new words and skills every day!

  • Lisa July 8, 2016, 11:07 am

    Exactly what you needed! I’m so glad. And by the way, was that Duck on a Bike at story time?

  • Susan Scott July 8, 2016, 9:52 am

    What a wonderful visit, and perfect timing. I’m so happy for you…grandkids are the best medicine!

    • Ellen Walton July 8, 2016, 2:44 pm

      Thank you cousin! Hope to visit when the time is right for you!

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