Well I imagine that all of us our doing things differently in our life because we are trying to do what we can do to stop the spread of Covid19. We are doing what we can to entertain ourselves here in our home.
We have taken Harrison to the vet. They want everyone safe, so you sit outside while they examine your pet. Talk to you on the phone to let you know what it going on with your pet. When we left we thought we were done. Then we get a call to tell us that Harrison has hookworms too. David had to go and pick up his meds. When he arrived he had to call to let them know he was there. He gave him his card info and then they brought out his medication.
I had a doctor appointment this week with my new doctor. I had been waiting for almost 2 months to get in. I was figuring they would cancel it but they didn’t. We arrived at the doctor’s office. There was a gentleman outside that by using social distancing asked me several questions and told us the David couldn’t come in with me. I was handed a mask because we had been in Seattle for a month, returning on March 9th. Was allowed into the empty waiting room. I was escorted back within a minute or two. There in my room things seemed like just a normal office visit. After the nurse talked to me and the doctor had gone through my records I had brought in earlier we discussed my plan.
I was looking at this calendar that my daughter had given me for Christmas this year. It was the year of the twins. It started out in January with a very pregnant daughter and in February the birth. Now 17 months later I can’t believe how they have grown. From being under 3 pounds at birth to over 20 pounds now.
Of course, we think they are the most adorable babies ever. Well I guess we have to call them toddlers now. They are such good little ones. I don’t remember my children being this good when they were little. Can’t say it was because they didn’t have anyone to play with because there was 5 of them. It could be that I am just older and more mellow.
Anyway thanks for taking time to look at our granddaughter’s, Beka and Kate.
I have been babysitting my twin granddaughters, Becca and Kate, for the last few days. I love getting to do this. They are 9 months old now. They are totally different. I love watching as they get their own personalities. It is so wonderful to see the ways they are to be able to watch as they learn new things. To see the little smiles on their faces just melts my heart, so yes I am going to show you more photos that I took of them.
I don’t know how many of you have kids out there but I have five, 3 boys and 2 girls. They age from 44 to 35 this year. You know we all love our kids no matter what stupid things they do. Of course, I have to remember the dumb things I did when I was young and survived. The boys as they grew older slowly got their head out of there; oh what would you call it, Oh yea ASS! Anyway so my youngest finally got his head out and just got out 6 months of rehab. We are all very proud of him for this. So he has decided that he should not drive until he gets his license back. I guess he decided seven years without was probably enough because those driving without a license fines and jail time was not fun. So we were helping him get a truck today so he can get his interlock in it and then he can get his license. Anyway he finds a $800 truck he wants. We take him over to look at it and he buys it. I am thinking great we can get everything done before we leave on Monday. I call about getting the interlock put in and am told that because it is almost closing time and a holiday weekend they won’t be open again until Tuesday. Then we found out that he has to take the driving part again in his truck with the interlock in because it has been so long. Which means he is going to have to fix the passenger seat because the back of it is in the back seat. The truck needed an alternator, so we took him to pick that up. We go back to the truck and he puts it in. We jump it and of course, it is empty. Off to the gas station with David, my husband, driving and me following. We gas up and get onto Diamond, a main street in Anchorage, Alaska, at rush hour. What happens then you ask? It dies at a stop light. I have to pull up next to them, so they can try to jump it. I now have blocked the turn lane and have now pissed off tons of people because they can’t get a round us. So the guys decide we will pull it with out Subaru Outback. All we have is some nylon rope that they have doubled and got us tied together. As we start off the rope breaks. They fix it and we get pulled into the nearest parking lot. After tightening up connections and charging the battery the guys get it running. We are off again home. Oh yea, I forgot to mention that the guy that had the truck had a ton too much oil in it, so it is smoking to high heaven. So we have smoke going everywhere and then this guy in a convertible goes zooming past us. I am thinking I bet you are trying to get out of the smoke. I remember driving down some Interstate one time and saw signs that said don’t drive into the smoke. I could never figure out what that sign meant but now I am wondering if it has something to do with this. Anyway, the truck is home. My son then says I think things are starting to go my way!