Temperatures very nice, 11 Saturday and up to 20 yesterday [16 official].
The grandson slept over Saturday, in the morning he is out in the workshop looking for things to do. Pulls out this length of 2x2, says it would “make a good bat but it’s too short”.
Finds another piece a little longer. Starts trying to shape a handle. Grandpa takes over and puts some sort of a round end on it.
Next thing GS says, “I’m going over to the ball field to play bat” Ok I says. “All I need is a catcher and a pitcher he adds”.
So next thing you know grandma and I are off over the ball filed with GS to play bat. For the un-initiated ‘bat’ is a local version of softball. The bat can be any old piece of wood that’s handy.
After about an hour the joints were protesting so we sat around [the oldies did] for a bit, watched Siutik frolic in the water and do her big circle runs. Actually I do not feel too bad this morning, thought my back would be hell after some of those slides into bases [joke].
In the afternoon while grandpa was in the kitchen GS, Grandma and daughter go fishing. Grandma asked to try GS rod. Suffice to say GS is in the market for a new reel this morning, not sure how she does it but Grandma seems to be a wrecking ball when it comes to fishing gear. GS finds it very funny when it’s my gear getting wrecked, not so funny when his reel disintegrated.
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