Happiness

Photo © 2013 - dellgirl

Those who can laugh without cause have either found the true meaning of happiness

or have gone stark raving mad.

~Norm Papernick~


What a great quote, I'm going to start laughing right now.

Happy weekend to all,

I hope yours is filled with

love, peace, and happiness!

Blue Monday

Photo © by dellgirl - 2013

I woke up feeling a bit out of sorts this morning, I don’t like that feeling. It isn't a good way to start the day or the week. Some call it Blue Monday. One question, do you think Monday is Blue?

Okay, let's face it, Monday is Blue Monday when you just don't want to do all the dull, boring, humdrum, mundane, mind-numbingly routine things you need to do . . . all over again, repeatedly, day after day, one more time, over and over, repetitively, once more! 

Eeeeewwww, repeatedly means over and over again. Repetitively means over and over but also tending to become boring or displeasing due to its sameness, according to thesaurus.com.

Ideally, Monday should be about new beginnings, a new week, new goals to achieve, new adventures to look forward to and, especially new second chances.  So, what would I suggest if anybody said all of the above to me?

I would say: meditate, listen to some positive up-beat music, get outside in the fresh air for 15 to 30 minutes, exercise, journal/vent about your problems, read a good book, go for a walk in the park, go for a run in the park if you’re fit enough for that. You will feel a sense of relief and accomplishment if you manage only one thing on this list.

So, why did I feel discombobulated earlier? I don’t know but, I feel better just having compiled this really short list of ‘gloom-busters’. Thanks I needed that!

 There's no denying that a combination of circumstances can take a toll on even the happiest individuals. The remedy is simple.

Not easy, but simple! 

Laughter: The Best Medicine

1. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Your Cheese? Nacho Cheese.

2. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit? Unique Up On It.

3. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit? Tame Way, Unique Up On It.

4. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest? They Take The Psycho Path

5. How Do You Get Holy Water? You Boil The Hell Out Of It.

6. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall? Dam!

7. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long? Polaroid's

8. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work? A Stick

9. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup? Anyone Can Roast Beef.

10. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic? Sanka.

***What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Sky Diver? 

A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang! A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.

Hacked!

I have been Hacked!!!

DO NOT RESPOND to the email that I (dellgirl, Leona, etc) was mugged in Malaysia and urgently need money. It is a SCAM...perpetrated by hackers!

Thank you Lin for posting a comment about the strange email. I appreciate that so much. I've spent the past several days wondering how to let everyone know my email was Hacked!

Fortunately, I learned about it early enough to do something about it and correct the situation. Thanks to many friends and relatives who called, I heard almost immediately about the strange message.

Those who know me personally called to tell me I had been Hacked. They knew definitely-for-sure that I, dellgirl, Leona, etc., would not be in Malaysia without first having shouted out to them that I was going. 

That said, I am not in Malaysia. I have not been mugged over there. So, do not send money to wherever the Hacker told you to send it. 

Truth-be-told, I will gladly accept $2,800.00 if you have that kind of money to give away (laughing-out-really-LOUD-over here). If you still want to give me the money now that you know I am not hurt, let me know so I can come get it. Hahahaheeehee!

Seriously! The email that I was mugged in Malaysia and need money is a hoax, a scam, by Hackers!

Thanks to everyone for caring and for letting me know about the strange email.

Have you ever been scammed? Had your email hacked? Anything similar? What happened? What did you do? Any advice for others facing a similar situation? 

Time Flies

Jace @ Hermann Park 11-9-12

Photo © by dellgirl & Pastiche! 2012

It’s hard to believe there are only 6 more days until Christmas. Where did the time go?! Not that I had a whole lot of plans for anything in particular, never-the-less, time seems to have gotten away from me this year. Why am I surprised? Time has gotten away from me for the last several years. So, what’s new?

Jace was sick over the Thanksgiving holidays. He developed a large lump on his neck under his ear the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. His doctor said it was most likely swollen lymph nodes, not to worry too much if there were no other symptoms or fever. There wasn’t.

Then he started losing his appetite on Thursday and Friday (before Thanksgiving), wouldn’t eat much of anything. He did drink liquids though, and we were thankful for that. This went on the whole weekend and Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday, Jordyn took him in to see the doctor about the lump and about his loss of appetite. Everything checked out fine, didn’t find anything wrong. Good!

Wrong!

Late Wednesday afternoon, around 4:30 or 5:00 pm he started coughing and coughing, coughed until he gagged and spit up, a lot. This lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Alarming, but he returned to his normal busy self after the vomiting was over. It happened again a couple of hours later and, we really began to worry. By 9:00 pm he had developed a fever of 100.2 degrees. When the fever reached 100.5 degrees, Jordyn called the doctor. We followed the doctor’s orders, got the fever down, and thanked God we didn’t have to go to the emergency room.  

Thanksgiving morning Jace was his usual busy busy busy self playing as if nothing had happened the night before. However, Jordyn and I were two nervous Nellies watching his every move. Thanksgiving Day went rather smoothly, considering our anxieties. 4:30 or 5:00 pm rolled around and we found ourselves in the same predicament as the day before.

“Oh boy, it’s going to be a long night! If we can just make it through the  night without having to go to the emergency room, we’ll be at the doctor’s office as soon as the doors open Friday”, I thought to myself.

We made it through the night, Thank God!

Friday we’re at the doctor’s office! After a good going over the doctor told us Jace had a severe case of bronchitis. She prescribed antibiotics and we were on our way, thanking God for his goodness all the way home. Thankful for the blessing that it was not something more serious, we settled in for the night. We kept watchful eye on the little busy one who never once acted sick in any way other than throwing up and having a fever.

And, the days since then have all been just as busy and mostly chaotic but, it’s all good. Everyone is healthy and well. Thank You Lord!

Good Luck

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1.“The day you decide to do it is your lucky day.” ~Japanese Proverb

2.” Luck has a peculiar habit of favoring those who don't depend on it. “ ~Author Unknown

3.” Good luck is often with the man who doesn't include it in his plans.” ~ William Shakespeare

4.”Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

5. “You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.”  ~Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Me

6.” It’s wishing you joy, I’ll be havin’ you know, and the luck o’the Irish wherever you go. ~Irish Quote

7.” Luck will carry a man across the brook if he is not too lazy to leap.”  ~Danish Proverb

8.”There is no one luckier than he who thinks himself so.” ~German Proverb

9.” "Luck is a dividend of sweat. The more you sweat, the luckier you get." ~Ray Kroc

10. Good Luck Bad Luck!

An old farmer used an old horse to plow his fields. One day, his horse escaped into the hills. When the farmer's neighbors sympathized with the old man over his bad luck, the farmer replied, "Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?"

A week later, the horse returned with a herd of horses from the hills. This time the neighbors congratulated the farmer on his good luck. His reply was, "Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?"

Then, when the farmer's son was attempting to tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, "Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?"

Some weeks later, the army marched into the village and took every able-bodied youth they found there. When they saw the farmer's son with his broken leg, they let him off. Now was that good luck or bad luck? Who knows?

Everything that seems on the surface to be an evil may be a good in disguise. And everything that seems good on the surface may really be an evil. So we are wise when we leave it to God to decide what is good fortune and what misfortune, and thank him that all things turn out for good with those who love him. ~Author Unknown~

Laugh of the Day

Morris, an 82 year-old man, went to the doctor to get a physical.

A few days later, the doctor saw Morris walking down the street with a gorgeous young woman on his arm.

A couple of days later, the doctor spoke to Morris and said, "You're really doing great, aren't you?"

Morris replied, "Just doing what you said, Doc: 'Get a hot mamma and be cheerful.'"

The doctor said, "I didn't say that. I said, 'You've got a heart murmur; be careful."

PERKS OF BEING OVER 50

If you're not over 50, this is what you have to look forward to.

1. Kidnappers are not very interested in you.

2. In a hostage situation you are likely to be released first. 

3. No one expects you to run--anywhere.

4. People call at   9 pm and ask, "Did I wake you???"

5. People no longer view you as a hypochondriac. 

6. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.

7. Things you buy now won't wear out.

8. You can eat dinner at 4 pm.

9. You can live without sex but not your glasses.

10. You get into heated arguments about pension plans. 

11. You no longer think of speed limits as challenge.

12. You quit trying to hold your stomach in no matter 
who walks into the room.

13. You sing along with elevator music. 

14. Your eyes won't get much worse.

15. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off. 

16. Your joints are more accurate meteorologist s than the national weather service.

17. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either. 

18. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size.

19. You can't remember who sent you this list! 

And you notice these are all in Big Print for your convenience. 

You should send this to anyone you can remember!!

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Let’s Go To Galveston

Fasten your seat belts. Sit back, relax and enjoy the ride, Mike’s driving. As we head for the Beltway we stop behind a big dump truck at the red light. You remember, the one with the big rock perched high on the back and the sign warning followers not to get too close.

The signal light changes and we follow the dump truck through it to complete our left turn. That done, Mike smoothly changes into the left lane beside the truck and gets us out of harms-way. We easily enter the beltway and head for the open road.

Galveston, here we come!

The sun is high in the sky, shining brightly, intermittently making its way through fluffy white clouds. There’s hardly a patch along the way where the entire sky is not filled with puffy cotton candy-like clouds. As we approach the I-45 exit, traffic is deceptively light, not many people traveling this particular stretch of road right now.

We exit the Beltway and head south on I-45. Galveston, here we come! Oh, I said that already, didn’t I? Traffic is heavier now, this is more like it. There is usually always moderate to heavy traffic on I-45.

We’re getting closer, you can see palm trees lining the streets and beach houses in the distance. I’m beginning to feel lighter already! Mike and I both have looked forward to this trip for quite a while. So, we ride along quietly contemplating how we’ll spend our time once we get there.

Before I realize it, we’re at the corner of the Galveston Seawall & Heaven.

We make our way to the hotel, just a short distance to the left here. We sign-in and get directions to our room, on the 12th floor. Inside the elevator, I breathe a sigh of relief. We made it, finally! Two weeks in a row we had to cancel our trip because of hurricanes in the Gulf of Mexico.

This place is amazing, breathtakingly beautiful! I might never go back home, Mike’s going to have to pry-me-loose and drag me to the car to go back.

We’re really here!!! Look at that view of the beach from the balcony of our room. Now I understand why Mike wanted a room so high off the ground, makes a world of difference in how things look. We spend a while taking in the view and chatting.

Back inside the room, we decide to order breakfast and eat a bite before embarking on any kind of adventures. The words sleep and rest keep popping in and out of our list of things to do. While we wait for breakfast, we decide on a definite plan. We’ll eat, then rest. And if we feel like it, we’ll venture out to see some sights and such afterwards.

I like the sound of that it’s exactly what I need…rest! One day and one whole night of nothing but pure honest-to-goodness sleep sounds like sheer heaven! Go for it, DellGirl! ZZzzzzzzzzzzzz

Warning Sign

Mike’s behind the wheel and I’m riding shot-gun as we head for the Beltway. We pull up behind a big dump truck at the traffic light, which was red. I silently read the sign on the rear of the truck with a slight chuckle, and quickly whipped out my camera to snap a picture or two. Just so you know, I’ve turned into a real camera/photo fanatic.

Before I finished putting my camera away, Mike commented, “They give you fair warning, don’t they? Look at that big rock sitting up on the back there.”

It only took a second for me to see the huge rock and realize the implications. Needless to say, Mike and I had quite the lively comedic conversation about the possibilities of the damage that gigantic rock would cause if it fell and hit someone’s vehicle. The signal light changed and we followed the dump truck through it to complete our left turn. That done, Mike smoothly switched into the left lane beside the truck and got us out of harms-way.

We laughed and talked about the what-ifs and so forth for another mile or so, stopping only because Mike paused to check his GPS for directions. The Warning Sign and the precariously perched rock started me thinking.

It made me think of some of the street signs, signs posted on and in buildings, roadside signs, and so on that have made me think twice. Have you ever seen a sign that made you stop and think? What did it say? Do you have a favorite sign you’d like to tell us about? We’d love to hear it.

Happy motoring & stay safe. Don’t go driving close behind big trucks with Warning Signs posted prominently on the back!

Happy Labor Day!

It’s another bright sunny Monday in Houston. The sun hovers high in the sky, ‘hotly’. It’s not even noon yet and it’s already HOT, sweating buckets kind of HOT!

Leaves are falling, turning brown, teasing us with unfulfilled promises of autumn’s gentle breezes. Alas, autumn’s cool crisp days are just a dream away.

Everybody here is in ‘chill-mode’, lazily basking in the afterglow of the weekend just past. Most are resting (whenever possible) relaxing, preparing for tomorrow’s routine of traffic, work, external time demands, traffic, and the exhaust-filled commute home.     

Me? I vacillate between doing as much nothing as humanly possible and/or doing a few computer related things that must be done. Paying bills is high on the list of things to do and so is visiting cyber friends to catch up on your latest happenings.  So far, neither of those things has gotten done. Oh well…!

I hope you had a good and restful weekend. Mine was nice, really nice.

Happy Labor Day to all! Enjoy the rest of your day and tonight.

Transform Your Ordinary Into Phenomenal

Girlfriends & Goodies Dessert Table For Two 

Photo © 2012 by It's So Pastiche!

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Feeling a bit drained?  Has the heat gotten to you? Does the hustle and bustle of daily routines have you running on fumes? Are you sick-and-tired of being  sick-and-tired?  Have I got a treat for you!

Jordyn, over at It's So Pastiche! transforms an ordinary day or situation into the phenomenal. Whether it’s a birthday or simply lunch or dinner with a friend, you’ll be amazed at beauty and creativity Jordyn adds your event. An occasion designed, planned, and executed by It’s So Pastiche! will change the way you think about so-called ordinary gatherings from now on.

For an event that will have you smiling for days and memories you’ll cherish a lifetime, contact Jordyn@ It’s So Pastiche!. You’ll be glad you did.

Redemption

I have stood the test of time.  

Once I lived a life of beauty,

sunrises excited me, sunsets comforted me.

Each morning I rose to greet a new day,

with outstretched arms reaching for heaven,

giving thanks to God for my magnificence.

   I have survived through season after season.

Hence, ravages of weather brand every inch of my being,

neglect hastened my demise,

ignorance imprisons me.

Yet I stand, with outstretched arms reaching for heaven,

giving thanks to God for my endurance.

Still I stand, though forgotten abused and forlorn

waiting to once again greet the sunrise,

to slumber peacefully in the sunset,

to serve a purpose other than despair,

with outstretched arms reaching for heaven,

giving thanks to God for my redemption.  

© 2012 – Leona G Shankle

The Tree

This old tree is one of the first things I see when I venture out into the backyard. I have had many conversations (in my mind) with it. I have also had hundreds of thoughts about what it might have been like before it became what you see here. We, the tree and I, have had many conversations about its experiences and adventures. I will share my conversations and thoughts with you…one day.

What’s the first thing that comes to your mind looking at this tree? What do you think about the shape it’s in? How did it get that way? What do you think should be done with or about it?

Have you seen a tree like this one in your immediate area? Do you have or have you ever had a tree like this on your property? What did you do to or with it?

I’d like to hear your comments before I share my conversations with this tree and my thoughts about it. Should I give it a name and call it a day?

Are you thinking that I, dellgirl, should be promptly committed to the looney-bin?

So What If The Air Conditioner Is Broke?

There is a way out of this, not to worry.  

 Me, myself, & I are together again. The two of them (myself & I) ganged-up on me and gave me a good tongue lashing. “Girrrrrl, you better get a grip on yourself. Get a move on and get something going around here, namely ... some cool air.

“You better get some of that “arm-and-a-leg” money you’ve been saving for a rainy day, go to Home Depot and get a couple of window air conditioners and, call it a day. You grew up without central air and you can do without it now. You know the deal, when the going gets tough the tough gets going. So get tough and get going! NOW!”

Wow, thank you ladies. I needed that kick in the rear. I’ll get up first thing in the morning, run on over to Home Depot and, pick up two window units, then everything will be okay.

And, that’s just what happened. Me, myself, & I and Jordyn and Jace went to Home Depot and picked up the window air conditioners. Back at home, the two boys installed them. By early evening, the house was cool again.

Going back to my country roots has served me well many times, this one was no different. It only goes to prove the old saying is right, you can take the girl out of the country but, you can’t take the country out of the girl.

Thank God for window air conditioners and for giving my alter-egos; me, myself, & I the presence of mind to remember from ‘whence we cometh.’ 

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So, Your Air Conditioner Is Broke …

… “Ms. Dellgirl. And it is going to cost an ‘arm-and-a-leg’ to fix it. I can get your parts in two days and I can have your air running like new in a week. "

 "Gulp!" He lost me at “broke”. I tried to remain calm and ladylike as he tried to gently utter the “arm-and-a-leg” part. My heart skipped a beat or two or three and my pulse almost jumped the track as it raced to catch up  with my run-away mind.

I gulped, hopefully un-noticed, as I gathered my wits about me and replied as calmly as I could. “Okay, son”, since he was about the age of some of my kids.

 “Just write me an estimate of the damages and what it’s going to cost. I’ll get with Mr. PaPa-dellgirl and see what we can come up with. I’ll give you a call as soon as I know what we’re going to do.”

 He had a pained look on his face as he said, “Well now, don’t you worry too much. We can work something out.”

I replied with an equally pained look on my face, “Yea, like which arm and which leg I’ll have to use to pay for this, huh?”

 He chuckled shyly, “Nawww, Ms. dellgirl.” But, I was as serious as a heart attack.

He wished me well as I saw him to the door and he said with much concern that he would wait for my call before he took on any other jobs.

 I had barely closed the door and turned the key in the lock before my alternate personalities popped out like bullets from a Colt-45 pistol. Me, myself, and I … together again…for the first time in a long while.


WHAT!!!

•  gonna cost an ‘arm-and-a-leg’!? 
•  get my parts in two days?! 
•  have my air running in a week?!?! 

WHAT-tha!? Good Lawd!!!!!

What do you think happened next?


Photo credit jamiffer.blogspot.com

Tip For a Successful Doctor's Visit

We took Jace for his 2 year old check-up the last week of April. I went along in case they had to do blood work, Jace absolutely hates that. It takes all the hands we can get to hold him for that procedure.

Jace is not your average “go-sit-down-play-a-game-read-a-book” kid. He’s a constantly moving busy busy busy non-stop blurrr of motion. He preferred to walk down the corridor instead of sitting quietly, so I volunteered to walk with him while Jordyn got them all signed in. Maybe I should say, I volunteered to walk behind him (he’s just that fast) as he trotted along at his usual fast-paced speed.

By the time we reached the exit doors at the other end of the corridor, yes…waaaaaaaaay down there, I (MiMi) needed a rest. It took some doing but, I finally coaxed him back to our seats. There sat Jordyn, smiling knowingly at the sight of me huffing and puffing along behind an energetic unfrazzled, Jace.

He didn’t want to sit with her or with me, nor did he want to sit still in the toddler chair. Jordyn offered him a toy from his carry-bag but, that didn’t accomplish what she had in mind. She reached in their bag again and asked, “Jace, do you want to eat corn?”

Without further adieu, Jace marched over to the toddler chair and sat down as cool as a cucumber. He started to munch on his corn-on-the-cob with a “died-and-went-to-heaven look on his face.  

“Well, I’ll be John Brown! Who knew corn-on-the-cob would be a welcomed sight in the waiting room at the doctor’s office!?” Very productive!

My Mother’s Day Gift

Mother’s Day came early this year, just like last year. Mike started his gardening project in March. He said he wasn’t going to plant a lot, just a few things at first. He planted one tomato plant, lettuce seeds, Asian melon, and strawberry plants. He then transplanted some jalapeno plants that survived last summer’s drought and the winter cold.

By April 28^th the strawberry plant had taken hold and started to look lush and green. Pretty little white flower buds peeked boldly out from behind vivid green foliage. Every time I stepped out into the yard, my heart sang a merry little tune.

Tiny yellow flower buds had popped open on the tomato plant a couple of weeks earlier. Now there was a nice little tomato making its appearance, just as cute as you please. Needless to say, I watered, watched, and waited.

My cute little tomato bud had turned into a full-blown salad filler by April 28^th. So I watered, watched and, waited some more … patiently.

The only thing to do now is give it time to grow a little more – and turn red. The salad bowl is ready, so is my stomach. It’s time to stop now I’m making myself hungry here.

So, what am I getting for Mother’s Day? I already have it, way early. Thanks to Mike I have a beautiful garden to enjoy. 

Happy Mother's Day everyone. I hope your day is filled with love and happiness!

Lessons From a Plant

Last March 2011, I ordered four mosquito plants from an out of state mail-order nursery. They looked so pretty in the catalog, I couldn’t resist. And, since I am total mosquito bait, I jumped at the chance to purchase something to keep the pesky little buggers away. Yaaa, I’m going to be “mosquito-free” for change.

When the plants finally arrived on May 20^th I was as happy as a ‘hog-in-slop’. Sniggling giggling and itching to tell somebody about my prize, I opened the package. (Sigh) 

My happiness quickly turned to disappointment at the sight of the puny little pitiful looking things I found inside the package.

Rant time! I fussed and fumed and got all bent out of shape for a good little while. How dare they mis-lead people like that!? That’s a crying shame, fooling folks into buying something then sending them this junk. Okay enough already, I decided to go ahead and put the sickly little souls in pots. What did I have to lose?

Every day I watered, waited, fussed and fumed some more. What was I thinking? Did I really believe I would get that huge lush green beauty of a plant they advertised in the catalog? Well, yeah. Might need to call an attorney, that fringes on false advertising. Huh, they can’t do that to people.

I kept watering and waiting, sometimes fussing sometimes not. The mosquito plants took hold and began to perk-up a bit. That was promising, maybe they’ll be alright. Yes, this just might work out. By the end of May they looked almost like they had a fighting chance.

Early in June I stopped griping, they started to look so much better. By mid June I was a happy camper again, my mosquito plants were holding their own, looking like real cute baby mosquito plants. I started to look on the bright side and, forgot all about bad-mouthing the company. I put my efforts towards keeping my little mosquito plants alive and healthy.

My little darlings made it to and through the summer during the worst drought I have ever lived through in my life. It was a struggle but, we made it. And, by March 2012 my mosquito plants are a sight to behold!

I saw it coming but, I wasn’t quite sure what “IT” was. March 26, 2012, I stepped outside to a totally new look on my babies. Blossoms, blooms, flowers and, an awesomely ‘decked-out’ mosquito plant greeted me. The beautiful lilac flowers nestled sweetly inside lush green foliage seemed to whisper softly…

…“Thank you, Mama, for taking such good care of us. Here is a gift from us to you for all your loving patience. Enjoy!”

Lessons learned:

• Never order plants through the mail again
• Visit  local nurseries so I can see what I am actually getting
• Don't jump the gun and get all bent out of shape right away
• Change my attitude and do something positive instead of fussing
• Be patient!

Project: Play Yard

Mike and I spent the better part of Friday afternoon working in the backyard. Time, weather, and neglect have taken a mighty toll back there. Leaves cover the ground like a thick fur blanket, broken limbs and twigs all over the place. It’s a mess -- with a capital “M”!

We decided several weeks ago to clean it up and make Jace a nice place to play. That kid loves the outdoors. We’d all but finished for the day when Jordyn and Jace joined us. He has never been out in the backyard before, too messy. So, this was something new for him. In the blink of an eye Jace raced off to explore the new territory.

He thought the lawn mower was a new toy, just for him. The look of sheer joy on his face was priceless! After he got the hang of pushing the mower and maneuvering it around, he was all over the place with it…until the leaf blower caught his attention.

But, that didn’t last long. He started banging it on the ground and I had to take it so he wouldn’t break it. Oh well, back to the lawn mower.

Jace thoroughly enjoyed himself and we enjoyed watching him enjoy himself. Needless to say, we have no doubt that he’s going to love the play-yard when we get it all done.

It was a good day, hard work and all.