Goodbye Pool

In its glory days, mom and dad’s pool was beautiful.  Chad learned to swim in their pool.  There were lots of good times had in that pool but when I was home last fall, it looked like this.

 

Mom and dad had lost interest in the pool.  My niece and her husband are putting a pool at their new house and the kids won’t be at mom and dad’s swimming so they decided to get rid of the pool.  When I arrived last week, dad was busy jack hammering and tearing out the concrete.

Early one morning, the dump trucks began rolling in and dumped truck load after truck load of dirt in the yard.  I might add that they began arriving and dumping and making lots of noise before I was awake!

Then one of the dump trucks got stuck!

Not a problem though because the dump trucks were rolling in one after the other so the next one that arrived hooked onto this one . .

and pulled him right out.

The dump truck drivers were having a grand time.  They weren’t upset about being stuck or having to pull the other guy out.

Dad worked so hard all day trying to get the pool hole filled in.  Storms were predicted for the afternoon and though they did get a little rain, it wasn’t enough to cause any problems for him.  The piles of dirt hardly got wet and the pool hole had no standing water so he did get it all done the next day.

Their back yard will definitely look different without the pool back there but they’re glad to be rid of it.

A Good Boy

My niece’s kids are all so cute.  I know . . we all think our kids, grandkids and children of family members are so cute.  My niece has three precious girls and the fourth child is a boy.

He’s such a sweet boy . . really!  With this look he’s giving me, I’m not sure I want to know what he’s thinking but he really is sweet and loving.

He was trying to watch Bambi but I was bugging him.


Finally . . he smiles for me.  It’s so funny because Kristy and the girls all call me Aunt Judy but her husband and the little boy call me Miss Judy.  I laugh every time he calls me Miss Judy.  He’s such a talker and over the weekend he had a bag of jelly beans and he was eating some and handing some of them out to mom and me.  He mostly knew which ones were which flavors.  I didn’t want any coffee flavored ones so he was careful not to give me any of those.  Then he accidentally ate a cinnamon flavored red jelly bean instead of a cherry flavored red jelly bean.  He looked up and said “Darn!  That was hot.”  Then he said “Darn!  That was REALLY hot!”  We all cracked up.  I so wish I could spend more time with these kids.  They grow up too fast and seeing them once every few months just isn’t often enough.