There's a reason older folks don't have young children. This simple fact was driven home today when Jilda and I did babysitting duties for our great nephew Jordan.
He is a great kid but if you could somehow harness the energy coming off a two year old, you could power the planet for a week or so.
Jilda did most of the hard work but I did help strap the car seat in on the trip down to MickeyD's. After the happy meal we went to the park. We swung, we spun, we climbed, we slid, and we jumped. When we got home, I was ready to take a nap, but Mr. Jordan had other plans.
So...we checked out the chickens, gathered eggs, blew bubbles, went to the barn, had a botany quiz on every living organism in the county and played ball.
He fed the birds, chased chipmunks and climbed his first tree today. I've never been so happy to see his grandmother.
When I talked to our good friend Charlie Watts this afternoon and told him what we'd done all day he said "you know, the Good Lord knew what he was doing when he decided that young folks should have children."
I could not agree more.
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