Now I know why most people blahg every day. Sorry for labeling it "blahg", but my rambling just doesn't rate up there with what so many people think of their blogs. Too often my daily writing would be about mundane things like how I felt this morning or what we ate for dinner, so I wait a few days in between. Well, Now my heads full of thoughts and emotions are pouring out of me and since Im NOT a writer.... it's all gonna fall to place a big jumble. This past week we had our grandson stay with us. He's almost 4 and thank the gods he's potty trained. He's also capable of emptying every bottle of liquid on the bathroom counter in less than 3 minutes. Secretly posing as a poster child for ADHD you can pretty much guess I'm beat dead tired now. I have to say though... he gives the best hugs!! He really got into our daily walks. A few days it was just too bitter cold for a nature walk so we'd just go to Mal-Wart or the grocery store and walk the aisles. Just outside on the patio! We made MANY road trips. Often we went for breakfast just as an excuse to get out of the house. Allowing a 4 yr old to decide where we would eat was always an adventure. Sheetz seems to be his favorite! Here we are eating in the Jeep across from the horse stables. The obligatory Jefferson Rock shot. If you've ever been to Harpers Ferry and missed Jefferson rock then you've got to come back. It's best early Early EARLY in the morning before the tourons show up. He's showing off for the camera in one of the many sets of stairs that seems to pop up out of nowhere and often lead to nowhere. I hope this pic isn't some sort of foreshadowing. Sitting on an ammo case in the John Brown Fort (The Engine House) Gathering up ANOTHER rock. I still have all the rocks he's ever collected. We parked ourselves on the JB Obelisk to watch a train go by. This obelisk sits where the engine house sat when John Brown was captured there in 1859. Well sort of where it sat..... Several feet down was the origianl street level. Much has changed in the name of preservation. Funny how that happens. Here in the toasty warm train station he discovered chimneys have an echo. All our walks involved stairs or steps or hills of some kind, but he loved the town steps the most. Maybe it was because they were wooden and he could really stop on them. So our week came to an end.... his mom n dad returned stayed a couple days and today the house fell silent once again. Poor Dash really misses his playmate. He's still moping around like he's lost his best friend..... same thing JR did his first couple days here. It's funny how puppies and little boys are so alike.