Perfect weekend weather...

for shorts
&
flip-flops
&
company!

Grandpa & I
received a surprise phone-call
saying Beckham & Momma
were coming home to our house
for a long-weekend visit.
Daddy's been out of country
on business for the 2nd week
in 3 weeks
and the evenings
are starting to get long
&
Momma needs a break...
Perfect,
if you're the
Grandma & Grandpa!

The weather was absolutely beautiful for company...

Perfect for being outside
&
doing side-walk art.

Beckham requested
that I draw him a duck,
so I did.
Then it needed "wadda",
"pink wadda",
so,
pink water it is!
Then he wanted fish,
"pink fish"!
So,
pink fish it is!
(i think my duck has scoliosis, what do u think?!!)

And then it was Momma's turn, she draws Thomas the Train,
of course...

While outside
Beckham spotted
one of the several neighborhood "kitties",
(only he pronounces it with a "t" instead of a "k")
sleeping in our bushes.
With some coercing,
the kitty
comes out to play.

Let's just say,
that Beckham
is more interested in the kitty,
then the kitty in he...
She would rather just roll in the leaves,
then be played with.

We then moved to the back yard and spotted this kitty...
you may remember this kitty
from this previous post.
If not,
well,
this is kitty that just showed up one day.
A stray,
that's not too sure of people,
but
thinks our yard
is his home...

Beckham finds this kitty,
the kitty runs away.
Momma explains to the little one
that
he's wild
&
"scared of us"...

So,
we put out food for the "kitty"
(shh....don't tell Grandpa),
some "kitty food" (once again the k is a t...so cute!)
Look who's back in the yard...

I'm just amazed that the stray allowed the little one to get this close...
tis a first!

The kitty decides
that people
might be okay.
Little people,
that is.
We just watched and listened,
(in total amazement
I must add)
as the little one gently stroked the kittie's fur
&
talked to the kitty.

Beckham tells the kitty,
"don't be scared, you're otay"...

And then tells his momma,
"he's a nice kitty"

CUTEST. GRANDMA. MOMENT. EVER...

It gave me goosebumps and a lump in my throat...
I've struggled with this cat-issue all summer long.
We have a house cat,
( a very loved one, I must add...a spoiled one)
and
I don't need another.

I've been battling that need/want issue...

He is an un-neutered male
that isn't used
to being a house cat.
He isn't even too sure of people...
He probably
wouldn't even want
to be
a house cat...

My concern
is the
cold/snowy Iowa winter
that is just around the corner...

If only I had a warm barn in my backyard,
with hay in it's haymow for this kitty
for the upcoming winter months...

But,
I don't.

X X X X X

While playing with the kitties,
Beckham noticed the "pretty waterfowl"
down the street
from Grandma & Grandpa's house.
Any body of water
is a pretty water fall!
So,
we went to the "waterfowl"
and walked the beach...

&
Grandpa and Beckham
looked for flat rocks to skip on the water...

And as you may have guessed,
this was a hit with the little one!

Little boys

&
throwing rocks,
they just seem to go together!
He would have been happy
to spend
the whole day
doing
just this...
throwing rocks!

Have a good day,
Brenda