Boondocks and Beyond

We loaded up this morning and trekked back to Boise. This time to meet D and family at Boondocks for a day of fun in the 101 degree heat. We were there and playing by 10:30 and got most of the outdoor stuff done by noon. I have to tell you that M just loves a day with his Uncle D. The rest of the day we were inside at the arcades trying to collect tickets (515). L and M had a great time as well as Uncle D. Gramma J and Papa Coyote were glad to have Uncle D to entertain M. Gramma J had a great time with L. Papa Coyote's back is on the fritz (too much of rowing M around the lake on Friday night), so he laid low and kept track of L's tickets (194). For a two year old she can play some of the games really well. In the last hour we went back outside to ride the bumper water cars one more time. L, M, L, and H ganged up on a twelve year old boy. Thought they would have some fun and drench him for a minute and then go on to someone else. The kid struck back with vengeance and thoroughly soaked H who was by herself. He came over afterward and told her that he really got her good. Hahahaha. L got off the ride and came over to me and said, "I got really wet!" as she shook her head for emphasis and batted those truly big baby blues. By 4:00 pm we had cashed in the tickets. L got some sprinkles, she loves sprinkles. M got the rest of the points and got some good stuff--like handcuffs and bless his heart got two gifts for H and D for helping him out. (Chinese finger cuffs).

Gramma J had packed lots of food for M's lunch. H had done the same for L, but L took a look at M's spread and helped herself to much of it. (there was plenty) and then at about half of Gramma J's fries. After eating she raised up her shirt and stuck out her thoroughly stuffed bulging belly and announced that she had a baby---Three Babies! She then pretended to take out one (through the belly button, whew!) and gave me one to hold. I guess she figures that her full belly does not look too much different than her mother's belly and her mother is carrying L's little sister. All of this, of course, two year olds have a pretty good understanding--just ask them if you have the nerve.

Leaving Boondocks, we traveled to the Hobby Store at Cole and Ustick. There we bought a couple of airplanes for M since he had been such a good little boy the past several days, especially at Allen's BD which had some long winded judges and a law school dean talking. All went pretty well until M accidentally knocked a glass of champagne into L's eyes which caused her to put up a hell of a howl that Papa Coyote thought was worthy of the clan. H and D rushed her outside and began washing her eyes out with water. You can imagine the little one probably thought she was going blind or worse yet had no idea of what was happening and the unknown is always more terrifying than the known. Cousin John Derr, the Jerome version, was quick to assure M that it was alright that it was just an accident and L would be okay. M was feeling really badly up to that point, but within a few seconds Uncle John had worked miracles and there seems to be no residual guilt. Of, course, when a guy the size of Cousin John (maybe 270 and a beard) tells you it is going to be just fine---well, you tend to believe him. Soooooo, M got to pick out a couple of planes and he already has one built and ready to fly. If L should have some guy throw a drink in her face at a party at college, she will be able to say to the jerk, I have had a better man than you do that to me years ago.

We were going to go fishing tomorrow morning, but are going to put that off a day to let Papa Coyote's back recover. We will then have time to get worms, fix the pool which still has a leak somewhere in the inflatable ring and then relax around the pool in a high ninety degree day. Ah, the good life. We will fish Tuesday morning at Paddock, but probably from the shore as I don't think the back will be quite up to towing the kid for a few days yet. I sure hope his Mom feeds him some muscle food between now and the next time he comes for a visit!!!!!! :) :)

The day was better than expected---Ichiro was 5 for 5 and Mariners won three in a row. WOW!

Papa Coyote has just started a book about the native people of Siberia and their shaman practices----kind of like the Native Americans since our scientist think the Native Americans came from Asia and many from Siberia. If you want to have a civil conversation with today's Native Americans don't get too attached to that scientific idea. At least don't talk much about it if at all. So I think I will retire and get back to reading that book. Maybe I will be smarter tomorrow if I don't forget too much of what I have already learned over night.

Papa Coyote loves you all,