The boys golfed, my mom and I shopped with the kids. We swam and just enjoyed the time together. Over the summer Elizabeth told me that it is her dream to ride a unicorn. I told her that would never happen, but maybe a horse ride could be arranged. We found a stable for the kids to do a pony ride. However, it was not a pony it was a horse. It was a smaller, kind, gentle, kid friendly horse, named Joe. The kids got cowboy/girl hats, bandannas, badges, handcuffs (my other option was a gun!) and a photo. I think Grant may be a cowboy for Halloween :) The horse wrangler hand led them, one at a time, on a ten minute ride on a wooded trail. It was so cute to watch them ride away and then see their smiles when they came back! I wasn't sure how Grant would do, but she told him to hang on tight and he gripped that saddle horn like his life depended on it and off they went. They both loved it!
One evening we were getting dinner ready. Grant was in the kitchen hiding behind the garbage can. My mom and I got to chatting and then we realized that Grant was no longer in the kitchen. I half jokingly went out to the deck and said to the rest of the crew "All hands on deck, Grant is MIA!" We searched the house high and low for a good ten minutes and we could not find him. I was beginning to wonder if he had escaped outside somehow. I did mention that there was a good chance we would smell him before we saw him. What can I say, the boy likes his privacy when taking care of bathroom issues! We were thoroughly re-checking everywhere, when finally my mom found him in their bedroom closet. Sure enough, he needed a diaper change. He just flashed us that Grant Ryan smile as if to say, "hey guys, what have you been doing?!"
I think this boy is going to keep us on our toes. The last night he got out of bed (he was sleeping in a lower bunk bed) and walked all the way upstairs to my parent's room and just stood there looking at my mom. This happened not once, but twice. He was so quiet (and I guess I was really sound asleep) that I didn't even hear any of this happening through the monitor until my mom was putting him back to bed for the second time. My mom suspects we may have a sleep walker on our hands. He did this one other time when he wasn't in a crib. Both times he doesn't cry, he just stands there, and my mom said it is almost like he is in a trance. Oh boy! We best be installing some extra locks on our doors when the crib days are over! Which may be sooner than I think, because he gets one leg over edge of his crib and is just one big jump away from going over!
There was a fishing tournament for kids one morning. Elizabeth caught two blue gills. Well, daddy caught the first one and Pops got the second. She helped reel them both in though. She won for having caught the most fish in the 4-7 year old category. She got a trophy that she is extremely proud of. As we walked away from the pond Brandon said, "should we feel guilty about this?!" I don't think she touched a worm, but she was a trooper and seemed to have a good time. Grant however was not so as easily impressed, but did enjoy the free Swedish Fish candy at the end!
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| If only it could have lasted! |
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