Me and JP, Conversations with a 4 1/2 Year Old…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my now 4 and 1/2 year-old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog, Tank, lived with us while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me & JP stories here.

Here’s a short conversation we had recently on the way home from preschool as we drove through an area with road construction.

 

JP:  Look, Nana, it’s a Bobcrane.

Me:  (Trying not to laugh, as I know Bob Crane as the former star of Hogan’s Heroes, an old American television war comedy.)  Maybe you meant a Bobcat?

JP:  No, Nana.  *big sigh*  A Bobcat is a digger, you know, they dig up the rocks and things and then put down the dirt and make it smooth so you can walk over it.  A Bobcrane is that big crane with the hook on the end that hooks things and puts them down.

Me:  Well, I’m not sure that’s what they call it.  I thought it was just a crane.

JP:  I’m right, aren’t I, Papa?

 

(I really need to be ready to record these conversations on my phone before I get stuck in the middle of them!)

It’s Tuesday, right?

And August 1!  In the summer especially, it seems like the days kind of run into each other and it’s hard to keep track.  Vacations, family get togethers, all that fun stuff.   And since my kids are older, I don’t have to worry about school schedules anymore.

I’ve taken a few pictures of my yard to show you what I’ve been up to so far.

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These are our first ripe tomatoes.  We’re waiting for JP to come over this afternoon to pick them.  He’s very excited about Papa’s tomatoes turning red so he can pick them, but he’ll be the first to tell you he doesn’t like tomatoes.  To eat.  But ripping them off the vine and bringing them in the house to wash in the kitchen sink?  Yes!

My little herb garden.  My basil plant is HUGE and the rosemary and sage are not far behind.  I forgot to take a picture of the thyme but it has it’s own separate area because it needs sun and afternoon shade.  I love growing herbs, but I admit I’ve only used the basil so far.  Recipe ideas for the other herbs, anyone?

These are my Rose of Sharon tree and bushes.  They are incredibly pretty this year, just covered in blossoms.  I think they’re called red, but they’re actually more of a deep purple pink with a reddish throat.  I can see them in the corner of my yard from my kitchen window and the color is such a welcome sight.

I didn’t take a picture of the Knock Out Roses surrounding my sunroom because I had to cut them all back after picking off and drowning nearly 100 Japanese beetles.  I found more yesterday in the Rose of Sharon.  I normally do not get this excited about killing bugs, but these things made my rose leaves look like pieces of lace and then the larvae from the eggs they lay will become the grubs that eat grass roots next spring.  So, I fill a plastic container with sudsy water and, with the lid, gleefully knock the horrid beetles into the container.  The next day, rinse out the container and repeat!

 

Yay, Yay it’s Saturday…

Hubby’s oldest granddaughter is a dental hygienist and I first saw this when she put it on Facebook. It still makes me laugh!

If Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder…

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…you should be crazy about my blog by now!

Just kidding, I’m so sorry I’ve been absent from posting for awhile.  I’m fine, fighting some crazy sinus infection/cold type of thing almost all summer.  I did go to the doctor once, they gave me antibiotics and it took a few weeks and it got better, then a few weeks later it was back just a little bit.  It seems manageable if I keep taking my allergy meds and drinking my tea with honey.

I do go for bloodwork in August and maybe that will show something.  Maybe I’m anemic.  I get tired a lot, but that could be the antihistamine or the allergies or the cold or being a post-menopausal woman who doesn’t always sleep well or — well, you get the idea!

Here’s a couple of jokes from my grandson JP and his mommy to help you through the workday.

JP:  Why did the cookie go to the doctor?

NANA:  I don’t know, why?

JP:  Because he felt crumby!  (Much giggling!)

 

MOMMY:  I have a joke.  Why was six afraid of seven?

JP:  Why?

MOMMY:  Because seven eight nine!  (Ba ba bump!)  (I’m not sure JP really got this one, but the rest of us thought it was adorable)

 

 

And with that, I promise if you’ll stick around the material will eventually get even better! 😉

 

 

Yay, yay it’s Saturday…

So maybe this is why I haven’t had anything meaningful to say lately!