Day 222, Year 10: A Normal Day
Date: Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Weather: Most Sunny, Windy with Temp in the Low 60’s F
Location: Quissett Harbor, Falmouth, Massachusetts
Today was just a normal day. We haven’t had many of those recently, so it was greatly appreciated. Since we didn’t get home until after mid-night last night, we slept in this morning and then spent the rest of the morning reading. I’m reading a book highly recommended by our friend Alan Kanegsberg called “Spring Chicken” by Bill Gifford. I love the subtitle, “Stay Young Forever (or Die Trying).” It is about aging and is quite interesting. But shortly after noon, we had to tear ourselves away from reading to go pick up Ollie from school. The first thing he said when he got in the car was, “What is this book?” My book was on the backseat and he wanted to look at it and asked me to tell him what it was about. Explaining that made for an interesting conversation with a three year-old. On the way home we stopped at Peterson Farm to see the sheep. Ollie was hoping to see baby lambs. There were young lambs, but they must have been born in February. They already look like miniature fully grown sheep. Last year we saw them at the end of March and there were frisky little babies. He also got to see the llama that lives in main pasture. We couldn’t stay long since it was nap time, but I think Ollie enjoyed seeing the animals.
When Sam and Jonah got home from school, I was working with the compost bins in the backyard. The two compost containers were covered with snow much of the winter and no air could get in to allow the compost to do its magic. So I emptied one of them into the new composter we brought from Calabash so that we have a place to throw the new food garbage. When Ollie got up from his nap all the boys decided to go outside and ride their bikes. I sure hope I have a strong heart because watching them ride their bikes down the down driveway is a heart stopper, especially little Ollie. I don’t think Sam was allowed to ride down the driveway until he was five or six, but at three, Ollie has to do exactly what his brothers do. Granddad said I was being a bit of a ninny as he thought what they were doing looked safe enough. But then, he’s a guy. Of course, he thought it was fine! Anyway, I was happy when Ollie decided to he wanted to swing and Sam and Jonah wanted to play baseball. Granddad was the pitcher and I played outfield. Ollie stayed on the swing and cheered us on. Again, I was shocked to see him in a big boy swing, swinging high of his own accord. He barely needs a little push and he can pump to keep himself going. I don’t think the other boys could do this until they were at least four, maybe five. The youngest one grows up too quickly.
We are turning in early tonight as Mark has to be at the hospital at 7:45 am for an MRI of his shoulder. The shoulder is much better, so I’m hopeful that the MRI will show that it is healing nicely and will continue to do so on its own without surgery. This MRI will be done here in Falmouth. But on Friday morning, it is off to Boston again for another MRI and CT scan. Jed leaves tomorrow for a conference in Norway and won’t be back until Thursday of next week. So we’ll be trying to pitch in to help Heather in his absence. I have a feeling there will be no more ‘normal’ days for a while.
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