Walking with Brett

Went for a walk with my little grandson, Brett, yesterday.  He just turned two.  He barely fits in the little "car" that I push him in anymore.  But he squashed himself in there and actually stayed put most of the trip.  He had to hop out to investigate a little pint-size Ford Pick-up truck, on the side of the road.  It was pretty cool.  Had a tailgate that dropped down and everything.  Looked like it might be out for the trash?  So we walked up to the door to ask.  No one answered.  They must be like me... not answering the door for  ANYONE.  Rats.  I hate being on the other side of that plan.   But our jaunt up  to the house gave us a chance to see the little two-seater airplane that sat in their driveway.  Looked like it hadn't flown in a while.  Just for looks maybe, or maybe they were fixing it up.  He didn't care.  It was an airplane, up close,  and that's all that mattered.  :)

I taught him about doing good deeds every day.  I found a can in the road, and I carried it to the next recycle bin we saw.  Passed 6 houses before we found a bin.  I guess not everyone bothers to recycle. It was a beer can.  I wonder how many cars passed us and wondered about that granny, walking with her little feller, at 9:00 in the morning, and having a beer already.   Later my little buddy got out of his car to get his own can.  And he put it in a recycle bin across the street.  I told him that was his good deed for the day. After that he shouted "deed", each time he saw a can.  We saw about 6 on our mile and a  half walk.  Some people. 

It was so hot out there.  92 degrees, but "feels like 107" according to the news.  I couldn't help but think about the homeless people who live in that heat.  How very awful.  I guess you get used to it.  But I'm grateful I don't have to.    Even Brett didn't want to go back outside, after we dragged ourselves home and into the A/C.  He usually stands at the back door yelling, "SIDE".  Not after that, though.  He's no dummy.   In fact, he told me, "I need nap." He says that all the time, but isn't serious.  He just says it because he can.  But that time he was insistent.  "I Need Nap!"   So I put him in his crib and he went right to sleep.  Took me a full 10 minutes to truly believe it!!  No fuss, no 15 stories, no "I need milk."  No "I need potty." Just "I need nap."  And that was that.  And I followed suit.  I'm no dummy either!

This Ghee is persistent.  Finally got up with the folks with the Ford.  They were happy for me to take it off their hands.  I quickly found out why.  The left rear wheel fell off and the steering was non-existent.  I had to keep kicking the front wheels to keep it going straight, and shoving the back wheel on as I pushed.  Talk about a work out!  He kept saying, "Work".  As in, Make it work Ghee.  I did my best for about 20 minutes.  Finally I told him it was broke.  Sometimes even a Ghee has to give up.  He wouldn't though.   He was determined to make it work!  He pushed it around for a while.  Eventually - when he wasn't looking...it went out to the curb for some other "lucky" Ghee to take home.  And fortunately for this Ghee... it disappeared before Brettly missed it, and before the Mister found out about it's 'visit.'  :D