Owen and I are enjoying our second week of vacation in Maine right now, despite the preponderance of rain for the past six days! The days have really been more cloudy than rainy, and there have been pockets of nice in the mix, including one beautiful beach afternoon on Monday. But we are not letting the clouds and fog hinder our activity. For example, here we are this morning on a cloudy walk, admiring the foggy view:
One of the advantages of being the youngest grandchild by seven years is that your Granny will interrupt her exercise walk every few feet to pick you wild blackberries from the side of the road, while you sit in your stroller like a wee king. Then since you forgot the blackberry tupperware, she will feed them to you one by one, while you busily point out more possible bushes for her to clamber to even further from the road.
Here is Owen later on in the day, looking like Christopher Robin as he jumps in "muddy puddles":
Owen is at an age where he loves to be helpful, and he has very much enjoyed helping his Granny clean and do whatever projects she might be attempting, including picking blueberries and veggies in the garden.
I'm sure my mother does not want me to post the pictures I have of Owen helping her scrub the tub or make salad or change the sheets, but trust me when I say there are a lot of those photos and they are awfully cute. Owen keeps an eye on her activities so that he can run over at the slightest sign of activity and say, "What are you doing?" and "I want to help!"
Today a highlight of his morning was helping Pa call Nellie down from upstairs.
I am sure that when the vacation is over and we are back in Pennsylvania, I will hear many Granny and Pa stories, told repeatedly, and then told again.