Most would argue that I haven't accomplished much today. I'm not sure I can effectively argue against it, but I'm going to try.
I woke around 6:00am this morning to let the dog chase after all the sounds she'd been hearing throughout the night. In her mind, the cabin was surrounded by squirrels, chipmunks and deer. Who am I to call her a liar? She nobly spent the next hour sniffing the perimeter of the house, growling at ghosts and barking at the neighbors. Then Grayson woke up, eager to explore the new world around him and the fresh set of toys that Nana had purchased. Before I knew it, it was time to make lunch.
After lunch, I proved to the whole family why I never played baseball; I can't get a 3 year old out, and I can't hit his curveball. A walk ensued, down to the main road and back. A grand total of 10 legs and 12 wheels, 1.5 miles. It was well past Noon, so I PBR'ed myself ASAP. While drinking from a red, white and blue can, I helped my father-in-law run a brand new flag up the lake-facing flagpole. I felt patriotic.
Before I could blink, it was time to teach my mother-in-law the way to slice an avocado without a trip to the emergency room. Steaks were on the grill. Dinner was served, and I ate while feeding Grayson some peas. He likes them more now that he is used to them.
After dinner, it was time to clean two diapers full of pea soup. There was a bath in between the diapers. Grayson splashed in the sink like only a child can. His smiles make it worth the while.
Now I'm sitting alone on the deck, taking too long to type this on my phone, drinking another beer with the dog doing another sweep of the yard for critters.
I haven't done anything today, but I feel good about everything I've accomplished. Hopefully tomorrow can be more of the same.
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