Not All Fun & Games by Kinley Marie

Hi! Kinley here again.  My time at Grandma's and Grandpa's house was not all fun and games. I had work to do. 

Grandma needed my help in the kitchen. We made Pretzel Snacks, which Grandma took to a grants reception for South Central Community Foundation. (I don't know why she didn't take me. I stayed home and kept Grandpa company.) I also helped with meal preparation. I like sitting on the counter and helping.

When you're doing all that cooking, you have to load and unload the dishwasher a bunch of times. I was a pro at helping with that, since that's one of my chores at home for Mommy and Daddy.

When you cook at home, it often means a trip to the grocery store. I learned about shopping locally at Paul's Grocery. I just might have gotten a snack. But I had to wait until we paid for the animal crackers before I could eat them.

I also did a good job transferring wet clothes from the washing machine to the dryer. Sometimes, those towels were very "heaby" and I told Grandma that. But I was strong and I still got it done!

Grandma's dollies don't get out to play much when I'm not there, so I'm sure they were glad I came to visit. We also helped rearrange the magnets on Grandma's refrigerator. It needed to be done.

I checked  out the baby's crib to make sure it was nice and comfy before I put the baby down for a nap.

I must admit that I wasn't too enthused about one of the jobs Grandpa had for me. He thought I could be a cow girl. The veterinarian was there working calves with Grandpa and Jake. I had my boots and everything, but I did not like the noise they made. I held onto Grandma very tight and said, "Kinley hide." But it was OK to sit in the pickup cab for a little while. 

I wasn't so sure what to think about the cats this time. I liked Boots from a distance, and I would say, "Kinley pet." But then, when he'd get close, I would change my mind and say, "No, no, NO!"

I did like another job with Grandpa. I went with him to eat breakfast at Joan's and greet all his friends. I had pancakes, which were yummy. I only got a little bit of syrup on my jacket. (Grandpa forgot to take it off!) We also made a trip to the bank. I got a pink balloon and a sucker. I knew just what to do with both of them!

I'm pretty sure I was a big help to both Grandma and Grandpa. I don't know how they will get along without me now that I'm back home.

Until next time,
Kinley

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A note from Grandma. This concludes Kinley's reports from her stay at Grandma and Grandpa's house. For some of you, that's probably welcome news. However, one of my goals with my blog is to provide a picture of our Kansas farm and our family. In this day and age, when it seems most of our photos stay on our phone or imprisoned on the digital camera card, I hope this will serve as a remembrance for Kinley and for us. And, maybe some of you out there can relate to this doting Grandma and Grandpa who loved sharing a week with a special little girl.

And, now ... back to regular programming, including moving cattle home from pasture, recipes and more.