Today my grandson called to ask if I felt like having company. My mouth was feeling a little better and even if it wasn't, I couldn't say no to the guy. They arrived about an hour later, just long enough for me to get the house child proof as best as possible.
They just got a new dog yesterday, a four month old black and white cocker spaniel. They brought her with them. I was very anxious about how my dogs will react, I have seen them surround a dog like a pack of wolves or be very friendly. It was a very tense moment, thankfully they took to her quite well. I was so relieved! She (Daisy) had no troubles finding all the necessities, food, water and even Stitch's (one of my 3 dogs) bed. Stitch was not to happy about this, I think he was worried that Daisy was moving in. All of my dogs were glued to me like they were trying to get reassurance of their position in my heart. It was very precious and annoying!
Grandson #1 and I was playing ball. The neighbors dog (Wacko, a pit bull) just adores ball and was doing all he could to get to it when it got to close to the fence. Wacko HAD a box spring mattress that he was using as a bed. He got so excited (over the ball) that he started attacking his bed and within no time he had it torn to shreds. We were all watching with awe and amazement. I'm glad no of our dogs saw that, they might of gotten bad ideas.
We have a dead tree that I should have done something about by now, but most of the time I forget its even there. Well grandson #3 decided to climb on it, within no time he was screaming...ANTS!! They were all over him, inside and outside his clothes. We peeled him out of them super quick, right there in the yard. His brother (#2) comments..in a hushed whisper, with a hint of a giggle..."He's naked outside". Even in the urgency of the situation, I let out a giggle. We hosed him down and #1 got him a towel. He was over and over again saying "Tank you", which was so precious in his 3 year old language. Okay, we got the first crisis (there is always a crisis, where talking about BOYS) out of the way, hopefully that will be all.
While Daughter and I were talking and doing things on the computer, the boys were watching cartoons and running in the kitchen to munch on some crackers (no eating in living room), they went through two rolls of crackers! Note to self: "I'd better restock those, it seems to be their favorite".
We were having such a lovely visit, things were going along very smoothly, with the exception of the ants. Grandsons 2 and 3 were out on the porch playing, I suddenly heard something. I rush to the door and was shocked at what I was looking at. #2 had the plastic bat and was beating, crushing or pulverizing Pawpaw's solar lamps! I rush out there yelling "NO NO NO What are you doing?, OH NO NO NO. I just couldn't stop saying it, I was in shock or something. I was mentally trying to see pawpaw's face as I tell him what his grandson had done. I just started picking up the pieces and shaking my head, shock not wearing off as quickly as I would have liked. All the times they have been here they only tryed to mess with them once, I just never thought I should have put protection on them! Where is Tony Soprano when you need him? LOL!
What a day!!