I found the secret room in Gramma's house. If we have a crisis and she can't leave the house, we'll be able to survive for months. She even has a stash of chocolate in here.
This is Grampa's magic cupboard. It has the cutest boys in the mirror.
Nolan climbs his first step. He tries hard to keep up with his cousins.
Nolan tries chin-ups on the coffee table. He's in training to be fast and difficult to catch.
Because Nolan is "on the move" it's time to take safety precautions. The boys are always ready to help Grampa with a project. Bob the Builder is their theme song. The boys explain that Daddy took their white gate down at home, because gates are for babies.
We planned a going away party for Ryan Joseph, Jeni and the boys.
They are moving to Santa Clara, California.
Why is it that the day of any party is also the day the dishwasher breaks, or the toilet seal needs replacing, or the furnace or air conditioner quits, or the day you discover the bathroom faucet is leaking and needs replacing.
Has anyone seen my wrench?
Gramma is taking us on a hike, like she used to do with Daddy, Uncle Matt and Auntie Becca. She remembered the most important thing; the snacks.
Nathan is doing his imitation of Grampa imitating a walrus with Cheeto teeth.
It's a great trail if there's a bench to take a rest on in the middle of the hike.
My legs are too tired to go on.
But at least I have some snack left.
The trails became very exciting when we met a few horses. Our favorite was a horse named Charlie, who allowed us to pet him. His hair was velvety and the same color as Gramma's. He kissed our hands to say hello.
At the end of the trail, we discover they have balance beams in the parking lot.
Two can balance as well as one.
Bogey came to stay at our house, while the movers loaded the truck. He watches the boys from a basement window, as they play outside.
Ryan Joseph was planning to travel with Bogey to meet the movers a couple days ahead of Jeni and the boys. Bogey REALLY does not like to travel. They were concerned about him preventing human passengers on the plane from having a serene flight. Jeni thought it might be possible for Bogey to travel if he had the benefit of sedation. On our Gentlemen's Friday, Jeni gave Bogey his trial dose, before she left for an appointment. I was worried about her leaving me with a drugged cat. She explained that Ryan Joseph would be there to help. I couldn't remember anything in his education that qualified him as a veterinarian assistant.
I was holding Nolan, who was ready for his nap, when I noticed poor Bogey trying to get up a step with his rear legs splaying in every direction, except the one he was trying to move in. I saw him headed for the staircase and worried that he might fall down them. I sat on the floor with Nolan in my lap and tried petting Bogey, hoping he would go to sleep on the rug. Instead, he got up and grabbed one of the boy's sandals and began shaking it, as if he wanted to destroy it. I called Ryan Joseph and told him I thought his cat was having a problem. When he came to check on the cat, Bogey started biting at the back of his pant leg. "Jeni," he called, "the cat is attacking us." Jeni came up from the basement, took one look at the cat, who was now swatting at her from under a bench. "I need a broom," she said. I looked on the floor, but couldn't see any mess there from the cat. But I went for the broom. Bogey came out from under the bench, so Jeni said the broom wasn't necessary. She just needed a place for the cat to stay, so he wouldn't hurt himself or anyone else. I suggested the laundry room and we put him in there with his food, water and litter box. In an hour, he had eaten everything in his food dish. Jeni explained he had "kitty munchies." I get those without drugs. I went in to check on him a little later and screamed when I saw him with something hanging from his mouth. It looked much bigger than a mouse, but I was shocked we had an animal in the laundry room. When my shock passed, I realised it was my leather mitten.
I asked Jeni what we should do and she calmly said, "Wait eight hours." Later, Andrew asked what the noise was coming from the laundry room. I think Bogey was either throwing himself against the door, or he was jumping at the door knob. I told Andrew it was Bogey, pretending he was five feet tall. Bogey flew cargo.
Andrew enjoys a memory from the past, as he climbs into his old entertainment saucer, which has been passed down to Nolan.
Nolan is exceptional at eating. And he eats exceptional foods. His vegetables and fruits are prepared by his mommy and look so much more colorful than anything you can buy in a jar. One morning I asked Matt what Nolan's vegetable of the day was. He told me he thought it was rutabaga. When I asked if he ate rutabaga he said, no, he didn't have any idea what it tasted like. Nolan may be willing to share a bite someday, but so far there's never any left.
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