Day Sixty Six 2011

Grandson Elijah spent the day with me. He usually stays with his other granny on Mondays, but she wasn't feeling well today. Elijah is still a bit under the weather himself, but he wanted to go to ChickFil-a for lunch, probably because of the playground. He found a playmate to hang with, this cute little red-haired girl (Charlie Brown would have been envious), who is apparently one of his classmates at school. They had a great time together, laughing and racing around and playing hide and seek. Every time I tried to get close enough to take a picture of them with my cell phone camera, they would spot me, stop what they were doing, and get all shy. I think she's pointing to me in this picture as if she's telling Elijah, Don't look now, but your stalker grandmother is taking our picture again. I couldn't resist. Too cute. And one of the highlights of my Monday.

Day Three Hundred Sixty Two 2010

It's What's For Supper

Chick-fil-A peppermint chocolate chip milk shake is quite delicious (but I don't recommend pairing it with a chicken salad sandwich). Tons of calories. Totally worth it.

Day Two Hundred Fifty Six 2010

It's Magic

I suppose any kid who has eaten a kid's meal at ChickFil-a knows that if you take the little book included in the kid's meal back to the cash register, they will exchange it for ice cream. Grandson Elijah has done this many times. Today, as he was eating his dish of ice cream with chocolate syrup, he suddenly asked, "How are books turned into ice cream?" I about choked on my Coke Zero as I realized what he was implying. I mean, you hand a book to the cashier, she takes it away, and she returns with ice cream for you to eat. Elijah was simply making an innocent connection that I had never even thought about. You turn in a book and it's turned into ice cream. Later this afternoon, as I was telling his mom about it, he asked the question again--like yeah, how are books turned into ice cream? I said, It's magic. He liked that answer. Ah, the innocent age. So sweet but so brief. Love you, Elijah Man. You made my day.

Day Two Hundred Fifteen 2010

Hanging Out With Elijah

Grandson Elijah is hanging out with me part time this week until his stint at Mother's Day Out starts next week. He looks like Mr. Tough Guy in this pic.

Had his "wife beater" undershirt on today. He gets a kick out of saying that. He also gets a kick out of those old Fisher Price Little People.

Twelve car pile up on Elijah Highway. Circus train involved. Massive Little People casualties. Somebody call 911.

Checking out the Ziploc bags of old toys his mom played with. Sometimes he runs across something interesting.

"Hey! It's E.T.!" he says, seeming amazed by that discovery. We watched that movie while we were in Florida recently.

He picked ChickFil-a for lunch. We checked out the giant watermelon sitting there.

Pay a dollar and guess the watermelon's weight. Money goes to a charity--I forget what. Maybe less than fifty but more than twenty five? Who knows. Just don't touch it or sit on it, please.

"Lick. Lick. Lick," as Steve would be thinking in the Cloudy w/Meatballs movie. I get a kick out of the Solaris color setting on my cell phone camera. And it's always a kick spending the day with my favorite Little Man, although he's not so little these days. Don't grow up too fast, Elijah!

Day One Hundred Eleven

Elijah's Day

Loading up the (vintage) Fisher Price circus train--frogs and owls welcome to go along for the ride.

All aboard! The train is leaving the station.

Circus train derailed in a tragic accident. Animals scattered all over the track. Film at eleven.

Lunch at the Chick. Vanilla cone is way cool. Elijah waves to his fans.

Burning off those ice cream calories while climbing the pole like a monkey.

Move over, Picasso.

Elijah and Granny: Self Portrait. Killing time while awaiting Shelby's arrival after school.

So, we meet again. Two of the best kids on the planet. Great Wednesday! See you tomorrow.