Sunday with the Grandparents

Is blogging going out of style? I hope not because I'll still be rocking it in 10 years. On Sunday we took a last minute trip up north to visit my grandparents on their farm near Moses Lake. It was my favorite place to go as a child. When I think of my grandparents, I think of homemade cookies, peaches, magnifying glass, spiritual thoughts, an amazing swing set made out of telephone poles, tractors, green boat, a pond, secret hiding places, Schwann's ice cream, chocolate fudge, siphon tubes, pull-up bars, sewing room, gardens galore, a huge willow tree and many, many more things. Everything is just the same as it was 20 years ago when I was young. I think we did or saw most of the things that I just listed. Grandpa tried to give a spiritual thought but Michael kept punching the newspaper that he was reading out of. Sorry Grandpa, maybe when he's 3 he'll be reverent.  I'm sure Grandma and Grandpa were ready for bed after we left.  Michael was all over the place, nothing out of the ordinary.  Michael has been talking about GG's house all week.

Michael and Preston had so much fun while we were there. Oh how I wish we lived on a farm. I think all kids should live on a farm, and all teenagers should work on one. I can dream....