My parents rented a UHaul and drove out all the junk that Anna and I had left in their home. They're building their dream home in Corvallis, and hope to move in June. So they were happy to get rid of the extra boxes! I also inherited an organ from my Grandma Alice. I delighted in playing it as a child -- I guess more than any other grandkid -- so she left it to me. Now it's downstairs and David had fun playing it today!
Even though Mom is sick with a bad cold, she and Dad jumped right in to any fix-it projects they could find around the house! I came home after work on Friday to this scene:
Taylor had noticed a crack in the leg of our table. My dad fixed it with glue and screws (and noticed that the crack was already there from the very beginning, as indicated by the stain!! Grr). He bought spackle and started filling the many holes in our walls. He had to knock on lots of neighbors' doors since we didn't own a lot of tools, and finally purchased us an early anniversary present of a drill and other tools. He attached a holding device for those tools in the garage. He found a really close match to the paint, so we can paint over the fixed holes. He found a near-matching chair well piece, and then sawed it to match more perfectly. He applied that in the guest bedroom and painted over the bright pink square that "adorned" the wall. (Whew!) He walked with me around the yard this morning so I could ask him questions about garden and grass and landscaping and compost. Wow! I wish he could just be out here for a full week during my Spring Break, so I could work with him and learn techniques that come so naturally to him.
Every time David sees this, as we pull into the garage, he says, "Gumpa!" Yes, Amazing Mr. Fix-It Gumpa!
Mom bought David some alphabet magnets. He LOVES them and played with them for 20-30 minutes straight this morning. He recognizes many of them, and will spell the letters on my Stanford sweatshirts (and then say, "Stanford!" However, if I spell some other word to him, he also says, "Stanford!" So his understanding of letters is still pretty shallow! :).
About noon Dad and Mom left for SLC, to watch the final session of General Conference with Judy Norman. Dad has to be at the airport at 5:30. Mom will be back for one more night at our home, then will drive back to Oregon with Anna and the boys. They'll get a wonderful week in Oregon! Wish I could be there.
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Dad is incredible, isn't he. He's got that Grandpa Bear gene that makes you want to just get down and busy and fix things (or spray pear trees in Grandpa's case) when you are at your kid's house. He's really the best Daddio in the world isn't he?
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