Friday, July 24, 2009
Grandpa came in early to fetch my boy. They are going garbage truck spotting - in a resort town there is much action early as the town is put to rights for a new day of happy tourists. I watched him ride out the back door into the rainy morning on grandpa's shoulders, grinning. Let the adventure begin! They'll both come back sticky with baked goods, full of stories and merriment. And I don't have to go. I'm sitting reading and drinking coffee on the dry couch. Ahhh, vacation.