The Best Of Friends

We still have our oldest grandson staying with us and since it is nice and cool in the mornings, we go outside and play. Well, he plays with his bike, car, and whatever else literally crosses his path, while I sit on the bench, supervise, and enjoy vicariously.

I happened to notice the other day that our chairs could stand some cleaning. They are Adirondack chairs, but not as nice as the ones at adirondackchairsinc.com. I decided to wait until our grandson has left, because the combination of grandson and water would result in a rather messy situation.

I was surprised there was hardly any mess when we played with our home-made clay. I made him some salt dough clay and we created all kinds of things. We sat at the table and only a few pieces of clay stuck to it. That was not too bad, but I think a butcher block would have been even easier to clean.

He sure doesn't mind getting his hands dirty. As a matter of fact, he looks for every opportunity to do so, because that means he can go and wash them. I suspect he would have a ball if we had one of those large utility sinks and he could splash to his heart's content.

Yeah, our oldest grandson and water are the best of friends. :-)