Sunday I spent the morning cleaning house, then headed into town to visit G&G Trone. Grandpa just makes me sad. He has his moments where he's all there then next moment he's lost, confused, and out of sorts. His mind is slipping more and more every day. Today (Tuesday) when I went in there to sit with him while grandma went to get a perm and haircut, he asked about 100 times where grandma was. I kept telling him, he just keep forgetting. He would take his coat off, put it back on, take it off, put it on. Get on the couch, move to the kitchen table, back to the couch, to the chair, to the bed. He's just not comfortable anywhere today. Nor is his body temp comfortable. He's miserable. The house is 80 degrees and we are all dying in there and he's groaning how cold he is. Covered up with 2 heavy blankets. Poor thing. He hasn't smoked in 10 years, but demanded a cig the other night. Jeremy and Mom gave him one of Grandmas and he sat there and held it. Didn't really smoke it. But then he turned around and told me that he only did it cause he was mad at Grandma cause she told him no he can't smoke? He did it out of spite to her. He is also stuck on this story that he and grandma own a house in Missouri that is exactly like the one they own in carthage. He keeps saying he will go to bed in carthage, wake up in missiouri and vice versa. It's so sad.
Yesterday we had a fish fry for the August Birthdays at the farm. Keith's fryer took a crap on him, so we only had ours up and running and ended up Bill had to cook all the fish and taters and it took forever. Nothing ever seems to go right when you have people waiting around to eat. The fish and food was good. It was a lot of work getting it all ready, shop cleaned up, Bill mowed the yard, they had to set up tables, fryers, and then all the preparations for cooking food and throwing it all together and making it run smoothly. It was more stressful this time around on me because I just wasn't for sure how many people were going to come, and Bill kept coming home telling me more and more people were invited and I was worried about enough supplies for everyone. It all worked out nicely. It turned out to be a nice night, once the food finally got all cooked. The kids had a blast playing hard. Both of my boys came home, had baths and went right to bed! They were pooped!
Tomorrow is Mom & Cole's Birthday. I am just in awe that I have a 7 year old! It just doesn't seem to me that Cole should be 7 yet! He's growing up and becoming such a kind and thoughful little guy. He's so softhearted and such a happy little boy. I am so proud of the little man he's becoming. It just melts my heart to see him fill the shoes of "Big Brother" he does such a wonderful job at it! He seldom gets upset with Brody. He's so patient and kind to him. He's the light in Brody's eyes that's for sure! That boy idolizes his Big brother. He truly lights up when Cole's around! He gets all excited and claps his hands when he sees that shcool bus pull up every afternoon. He just glows with excitement to see Cole step off the bus and then he squeals and claps until he gets inside the house! I bought cookies and juice boxes to take to the school for Cole's birthday snack. Brody has a Dr's appointment tomorrow for his One Year well baby visit. This will mean 3 shots and an oral medicine, so I have my tylenol out and ready to give to him before we head out tomorrow. Poor kid will be miserable all day tomorrow. He always runs a fever,and is so fussy on shot day. It will not be a fun 24 hours I am sure. I hope to get some good rest tonight.
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