Visits from Grandma and Grandpa DeMordaunt

We had Grandma and Grandpa D come and visit for a few days this month. Like all good grandparents, they came baring gifts! My kids had so much fun dressing up in all the fun accessories Grandma picked out for them. It was so great to have them here in our home.

 

 

 

We spent most of the time relaxing here at home with an occasional outing during the day. One of the more memorable parts of their trip was when Grandpa D and Dallin decided they would put up a shelf in our guest bathroom downstairs. I had put it together and just needed them to hang it up on the wall. Well, after several trips to Home Depot, more than an hour in the bathroom, and one REALLY BIG hole in the wall, the shelf went up -- crooked. I (lovingly, of course) pointed out to Dallin that the shelf was crooked, and he (lovingly, of course) pointed out that it would have to stay that way. I won't even get into details about how long it took Grandpa D and Dallin to put together my son's toy car garage/ramp. :)

And on an entirely different note, yesterday, after changing a very dirty diaper early in the morning, I went outside to dump it in the trash and saw my first coyote just 2 houses down about to cross the street! We've heard them howling at night before, but I hadn't actually seen one in person until now. I've seen them on the discovery channel and to be honest, they looked kind of cute. But in real life, not so. They have really long tails and it was much bigger than I expected.

I ran up the stairs and pulled open my bedroom blinds so that Dallin could see it. Of course, he couldn't. And I was all worried because there was a jogger heading in the coyote's direction and I wasn't sure what would happen when the two of them met. Much to my surprise, there were no growling sounds or calls for help. I was expecting to hear the man screaming and was ready to dial 911. (Funny, I know -- but I was born and raised in a big city. and am not used to seeing coyotes on the street!)

Lastly, we've been reading these science books with Jacob that talk about animals and plants. And he's in the "Why-questions" phase of life. Last night before tucking him into bed, my head was spinning trying to answer questions like: 'Why do frog's tails fall off?', 'Why do crocodiles have longer teeth than alligators?', and 'Do our knees have skeletons?' The last question was a particularly CONFUSING (but hilarious) conversation between he and I. I love the inquisitive mind of my 4-year old!