Visiting the Great Grands.

This morning, I took the kids to visit their only living great-grandparents, Phil Cardon and Bonna Lue Pack Cardon (after over a decade of marriage, I still have a hard time remembering to call her Grandma Cardon).

  My kids like to go there and play in the back room or outside on the swing set.  Grandma always seems so happy to see us and gives us hugs when we first get there and on the way out.  They are both looking well, although Grandpa Cardon has had lot of his legs/feet removed due to diabetes.  

In the afternoon, I took Jacob and Isaac to get haircuts from Corinne while I got a pedicure.  We had an hour to kill so we went to Somebody's Attic (thrift store).  They were having great sales so it was hard to leave, but we got Jacob to Shawn's work only a few minutes late.  He was excited to be earning money.  He thought he'd earned some good money until I told him about tithing and half to savings for his mission.  He laughed after he redid the math and seemed okay with the results anyway.

Ammon sorted a new batch of tumbled rocks into piles according to certain traits:  big, tiny, clear,  pretty shapes, and items (ones that looked like something)

Took the kids and grandpa on a walk after dinner.

Loving the sprinklers.

 Grandpa introduced the kids to the edible "cheese weed."

A face painted reflector on Saddle back mountain (can be viewed from my parents front window).  I noticed that there is a new addition this year of a mustache.

Dad saw three people he stopped and talked with.   Fun to know so your neighbors and have people wave when you walk by.  I looked at a house for sale and dreamed of how it might be to live in North Logan.  There are so many things I'd miss about Minnesota, but I'd loooove to be near family.  Plus when it rains, it smells soooooo dreamy it's almost hypnotic for me.

We watched slides again tonight, taking in NZ trips 1 &2 (not loving the boy haircuts when I was 8),  4H animals in the 80's, family reunions, and other random events and trips.  

What is so magical about slides?  

There is something different about viewing pictures in the dark on a huge white background vs looking in a book or on a tv, hearing the whrrrrr of the slide projector and the chinky noised when it's changing to another slide.  Kids being nerds making shadows on the screen.  

Not to mention my dad asking for a light to be turned on.  

And tonight had even more excitement. 

 Isaac was laying/lying on the floor and said, "spider!" got up and was too slow to get anything to squish it with before it crawled under the wood burning stove.  We went back to watching slides, then about five minutes later, I noticed it on the ceiling.  Dad was in charge of its demise this time, so he got out the favorite old swatter, smacked it, and of course it fell on the ground, but he couldn't get it off the carpet.  He flipped it up in the air which resulted in the spider going airborne until it landed on the couch right where Isaac was sitting  - the room erupts with laughter.