Wagon

Susan with wagon and tricycle and Rabbit








When we moved into this house, there was a Radio Super wagon, old and rusty, left here by some previous resident. I used it on the front porch to hold flower pots in the summer. The wheels hardly turned. Sat. morning when Susan and I were pulling weeds (she was mostly pulling off flowers), she discovered the wagon and wanted to pull it. I oiled it and moved it to the patio with the tricycle. She has pulled it all over the place and let me pull her a little. Yesterday she had Rabbit outside with her, but wouldn't put him in the wagon because it was "dirty". It had some dirt in it from the pots. We washed it, of course. She also tried to ride the trike, but it is really too big. I'm happy to say that we used repellent and were not bothered at all with mosquitoes as we had been earlier.

She sat with Garrett at church yesterday. He took her up for the children's sermon and then back to their seats. When the choir stood up for the anthem, he said she saw me for the first time and said "Granma". She went to the nursery afterwards.

She must have some allergies. Her nose has started running, and she has coughed as night. It doesn't seem to be a cold. If she doesn't get better this week, I'll have to take her to Dr. Shum.

Susan loves to go to the mailbox every day. We have a race to get back to the house.
Mail race