August 9, 2006
It is day ten with my two oldest grandsons here at the ranch. In some ways I am exhausted with the endless words they generate. They tumble into the studio and the woodshop full of creative energy. They want pieces of wood and pieces of fabric, paints, glue, scissors. Diego has made a beautiful quilted bag, a rug, a scarf, and they have collaborated on renovating the dollhouse and it is almost done. They swim several times each day; it is too hot to play volleyball or badminton. They have had old friends up to the ranch, we have made some field trips. Today we went to Bok Tower and gardens. But this is Grandma and Grandpa and everyone knows we are not about to visit Disney or any other theme park. The kids are o.k. with this, I think.
At dinner tonight I asked each of them to name six things they have learned so far this visit. Diego mentioned that he has learned to drive the stick shift farm truck, learned to shoot a 22, can now make a braided rug, and learned that "To Kill A Mockingbird" is a wonderful book. (I am reading this to them every night.) Pablo learned how to play Canasta, how to make meatballs, and how to saw wood with a miter box. And I think they have learned much more.
Don't forget that they were wonderful and attentive older cousins to almost 2-year-old Quincy. Diego is also carrying on the torch of being a family of nosy anthropologists by going through every single photo albulm in the house (and then giving comments on all of it including weight fluctuations, bad haircuts etc.). Pablo eagerly reads the sports section every day to see how his beloved Yankees are doing. I wish airplane travel wasn't so difficult/costly, or that CT were a little closer. Those boys are great to hang out with.
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