by Doris (aka Grandma Yoder)
“Why?” ……….. “How do you know that?”
Is he really wondering why, and wondering how I know something, for real?….or is it just some masterful stalling techniques? Well, most times I think it is the combination of both! Sometimes I feel a little guilty ignoring his questions but I do need to rest my old tired brain sometimes too. Funny thing, when he asks “how do you know that,” he seems satisfied if I just say it is because “I am very, very smart!” I wonder how long he will be fooled with that answer? After all, I am just Grandma! But he truly is very inquisitive and learns a lot from all his questions, I know.
Luke is definitely the big brother, all around. He knows how to lead the pack and is already well practiced and qualified to add Quinn and Jenna to his little clan of followers, at least, that is, if he can talk them into doing the things he thinks up. I am sure he will do so eventually, as soon as they are old enough to understand.
He is very persuasive and patient with Ryan (some of the time anyway), successfully cajoling his little brother into all kinds of activities. The last week and a half I give him tremendous credit for keeping Ryan from missing his mama and daddy. Those first days Luke kept Ryan moving, and thinking about other things. Luke’s activities and involvement with Grandpa kept Ryan successfully distracted. It has been such a help.
Imitating Grandpa is a common occurrence. He is so pleased when he and Grandpa can do things together, whether it is work or play.
Today Grandpa Jason built a ladder for our new little pontoon. The boys and their cousin Brooke, next door, got to try it out for the first time. We went out to the middle of our small lake to jump and swim. Luke was the 2nd one off the pontoon and coaxed Ryan in as well. We had to quit swimming before they were ready, though, since there was a distant thunderstorm. We got a few sprinkles here, but not too much. They continued to play in swimsuits for a bit, riding their bikes around the garage pad in the rain.
Skype connections have been sort of bad the last two times we skyped with Ted and Michele, but the boys did not seem to notice too much. They got to see their mom and dad and were satisfied. Tonight at bedtime prayer time however, Luke says his prayer request, and it is this, “that we can soon have mamma and daddy at home.” Both Luke and Ryan have a calendar on which they mark off a day every night at bedtime. While Ryan’s calendar is an artful page of scribbles, Luke’s is a methodical arrangement of carefully X’d squares. He knows his days very well, though I have not been emphasizing the return date yet, he is obviously beginning to think about it.