The Sound of Silence aka The Grandkids are Gone

For almost two weeks we entertained two of our five grandchildren here at Doright Manor. It was the first time Dominique and Jackson have been alone with us for that length of time, and heading into the first week I felt some trepidation.

Would they get bored? Would I be patient with them? Could I train them to cook and clean like small indentured servants? 

As they prepared to leave on Saturday morning I asked them each if they’d had fun, and the answer was a resounding “Yes!”

They rode motorcycles.


Helped Poppa with yard work:


Visited Poppa at the office:

Chopped down saplings:  

Created bird feeders:
Rode crazy rides at Wild Adventures:


That blur is Jackson.

Rode motorcycles again:  
Enjoyed Japanese stir fry:

Helped Poppa and me build a fairy house:

Created paracord bracelets for every member of the family:

And climbed trees.

 They also rode go karts at a local arcade, but the resident documentarian (me) came down with a nasty head cold and stayed at home for that adventure.

Apparently there was no boredom involved. I never even came close to losing my patience–a true miracle. However, the plan to have the kids take over the cooking and cleaning was for naught. Two out of three works for me. 

Now to enjoy the sound of silence. 

 Peace, people!

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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