Doorbell Ditching

Gotta love little kids.  We have the cutest neighbor kids.  They love to play outside, unlike a lot of kids these days.  The older boys are always out playing football, basketball, catch, or something else.  The younger ones love to ride their scooters, pick flowers, etc.  Often times we will find a little "present" on our doorstep from one of the little girls.  Sometimes it's a flower, or a dandelion with roots/dirt and all, or a picture that she colored.

One evening, Ray was home alone.  He heard our doorbell ring and when he went to answer it there was no one there, but there was a little folded up scrap of colored paper on the porch and he could hear some little girls over on the side or our house.  This is the note they left...

He thought he would have a little fun with them so he stood close to the door so he could open it and catch them when they came out from their hiding place.  When they did he opened the door and said, "Hey, are you girls ringing my doorbell?"  They giggled and said, "Yes" and then he said, "I'm not sure what this note says", and they responded, "Yes you do... it says you've been warned".  He said, "I've been warned?  Warned about what?  What does that mean?"  They didn't know how to respond so said, "Just a minute.  We'll get you another one".  They looked through their plastic bag full of colored notes and then picked this one.  As they handed it to him they said, "Here's a nice one"

Those cute little girls have no idea the chuckle we got out of this.

September, Really?

August was a bit of a blur.  Actually, the whole summer was like that.  It went by quicker than any summer ever. 

The last two weeks I spent spoiling my grandbaby and daughter.  I was in Cedar helping Heather out while she returned to wrap things up at her job and finish their move.  They moved in phases, which was kind of nice and kind of not.  It was not as hectic as when you pick one day and move everything like most people do.  But dragging it out for a month or more meant several trips for Nick and being without some of their belongings at one place or the other.  Subsequently, by the last week most of their stuff had been moved and we were left to "camp out" with no couch, bed, television, internet, etc.  We did have a card table, 2 folding chairs, a cool rocking lawn chair, two mats to sleep on, Maylee's stroller and pack and play, and our clothes for the week.  We only kept what we thought we could fit in our vehicle. It was a miracle we made it all fit.

Luckily, we didn't have to leave anything hanging out the window like these guys we saw on the freeway!

I just fed, changed, held, rocked, sang to, strolled, and took pictures of the baby all day long.  I had nothing else to do or to distract me.  Maylee and I got to know each other really well.

She changed a lot over the two weeks.  Her cheeks (and whole body) chunked up, and she got cuter and smiled more everyday. 

It was an exhausting couple of weeks, but so enjoyable.  It's so much fun to be a grandma!