Don't you love the days when things go right. I'm not talking about those big-we-got-a-new-fill in the blank days. Just the simple days when good things happen and you have the presence of mind to drink it in. I had one of those recently. It started out with a good nap from my little Mite. This is no small miracle, as last weekend he learned how to climb out of the crib. So The Prof and I took an hour out of the afternoon to assemble the "no tools required" netting to contain him. Well, no tools were required, but it would have helped if they labeled the thing with front and back, so we didn't have to do it twice while Jack Be Nimble was busy perfecting his in and out routine. Now that it is together I recognize this as THE baby toy I wanted 4 babies ago, the one I wish my Mom could have had. So now he is napping away. So I got busy with the peaches from the tree in our yard (our house is not without it's perk). Since we don't spray, they get a bit buggy. So many just get skinned and diced up for pies and the freezer. I dunk them in hot water for a couple minutes and then in cool to help get the skins off. Then I made a pie and tucked it in the over. Don't I feel June Cleaverish.

So much so that I want to tackle the garden today. I'm not much of a gardener, flower or vegetable. But my hope is to eventually have a colorful perennial garden. Reality is that my back bed has been ignored in favor of pouring my limited attention to the front bed. Don't even talk to me about our weed Field where others would grow grass. It is so bad it has embarrassed Half Buck since he was 9. Anyway, the garbage can didn't have much in it. So Buck and I hauled it out back and he willingly helped me weed and pick up for half an hour. Two Bits joined in when I offered him the little clipper to dead head the flowers. Of course he cleared a whole big patch down to the ground. But he liked those clippers. After a little more training, he was dead heading the front beds too. So the garbage is filled to the brim, the weeds are less monstrous, Two Bits glasses bill is diminishing and it is time to have some fun now.

I think the best part of it for me was helping Cents learn to Jump Rope. The Prof and I went out with the new rope and Two Bits and Mite. Two Bits jumps like a pro and wants to learn to double dutch. Apparently Grandma Buck used to jump double dutch, but I never saw this. Of course Mite wanted to get into this act with helping twirl the rope, trying to jump. Have you ever seen a toddle try to get airborn? It is so funny. Gravity has a firm grasp on this little tyke, so he wasn't getting much about the rope lying on the ground. Eventually we distracted him enough to let Cents give it a go. Seeing her face shine when she finally got it was so fun. All the songs and chants for jumping rope are struggling to come back. So leave me a comment if you remember some for me.