The Dog Days of Summer and Grand-kids

When the thermometer shot up above 30 degrees Celsius, I decided to take my 3-1/2 year old grandson to the local spray park.

“Take his water bottle and snacks”, says my wise daughter-in-law. I don’t have his favourite snack, a type of trail mix on hand, so I cut up some cucumbers and red peppers into bite-size portions and stick them in a baggie.

And…off we go. He on his glider bike and I trying my best to keep up with him on foot. Things are going swimmingly at the spray park. My little munchkin gleefully runs through spray jets, stops the flow of water at various fountains with his tiny feet and mimics the big kids by pressing buttons which activate various sources of refreshing cool water.

As expected, he soon joins me on the park bench and asks for his water and a snack. I pull out the baggie with the veggies. With those baby blues staring directly in my face and in the most indignant voice he can muster, he asks, “that’s IT?!

I quickly reach for my back-up snack, crackers. Those he readily gobbles up.

 

 

Author: authorirene

Irene Pylypec is a baby boomer who suffers from Peter Pan Syndrome. Born to immigrants from Ukraine, she spent her childhood on the Canadian prairie where all family members contributed to the operation of a small, self-sustaining farm. Irene spent many hours per day tending a flock of sheep. She read many a book with her trusty dog by her side helping to keep watch. Sometimes she would just lie on her back and watch the cumulus clouds create ever-changing shapes in the expansive prairie sky and daydream of life in foreign lands. As an adult, she traveled to some of these foreign lands. In her writing, her compelling narrative voice takes you on a journey back in time as you walk side-by-side with her on her many adventures and misadventures.

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