Fertilizing The Old Fashioned Way

IMG_0172The grandkids were on a little mini vacation this weekend so when they got home I went over to see them.I love visiting after a few days apart because they act like I’m a rock star when I pull in the driveway.The little dude was ripping up the flowerbed beside the house with his tractors.

“That’s my Field.”

“Wow,what is that over there,Buddy?”

“My digger and my tractor.” And then…

“My bike broke today.”

I guess while he was riding his bike the front wheel fell off and his tire went rolling off and he was left with the front end of his bike on it’s tines.I would have loved to see that.

That’s how most of the conversations go with him.He is short and to the point about his pretending,and pretending is one of his specialties.His digger was a large kitchen spoon from his mothers kitchen drawer and I noticed another one hidden under a bush.Nothing is safe with that kid and I know that if I am asked over for supper I better bring my own utensils because soon there will be none in their house.I am thinking that today he must be a farmer.


The twins aren’t usually outside without supervision but today they are playing with the little boy next door and the two big girls are inside watching television.This is unusual because you can’t trust Collin.He might decide to go on an adventure or a safari or something but his mother is in the kitchen checking on him every few minutes and his twin sister Landyn is there to tattle if anything goes haywire.She is very good at reporting any infraction he might dream up and just as Brooke is putting supper on the table she comes in making the announcement that Collin pooped outside.I couldn’t help it,but I laughed.Brooke was shouting WHAT WHAT looking so disgusted.Her meal times have been cut short on more than one occasion because of cleaning up her kids number twos and then she is done eating.I guess she loses her appetite.I think she was hoping she heard wrong when the town crier says,

“Yes,Collin pooped by Nana’s car.”

In he comes and his mother says to him,

“Did you poop outside?”

“Yes,I did.”

I am sure she was weighing if she should go out and see if it was really true or just try to get a bite to eat before she looked.

Brooke decided to sit down and eat with her little brood and the look on her face is still imbedded in my memory.I am sure she was wondering who saw her little darling squatting beside his Nana’s car.They have got to get this kid in their other house in the country before she has a heart attack.

The meal over and outside she goes with a plastic Walmart bag cleaning up the mess as best she can.I tell Collin he better not ever do that again and if he has to go poop he needs to come in the house and use the bathroom.Really I am proud because he didn’t poop in his pants but I can’t tell him that.I know he just didn’t want to come inside because he didn’t want to quit playing with the neighbor kid.
IMG_0079It’s then that Peyton asks,”Nana is Daddy going to be in trouble?”


“Well,he showed Collin how to pee outside at the new house.”

I guess he thought if he could pee outside in the country it wouldn’t matter if he pooped outside in town.Besides in his little pretending mind he might have been a dog.Too bad he wasn’t a cat,at least then he would have been able to bury it.You know with his digger in his field in the flower bed………………..

18 thoughts on “Fertilizing The Old Fashioned Way

    • I am constantly laughing at these grandkids of mine.It is so much fun watching the stuff they do and being able to write it down so they can read it someday when they get bigger.We are so blessed and really you can’t make this stuff up.Blessings to you and yours.

    • He is easy to love isn’t he Bethy.Right at this moment he is the crib recharging after a day at Grandma Perkies pool.He was such a good boy yesterday,I hope he is that good for his mama today.He was even good in church and I enjoyed having him and Alexis with me.Love you Beth. Mom

  1. I’m a gramma who writes a lot about my 7 grandsons, so I look forward to reading your blog.
    #1 always tells me, “You rock, Gramma!”
    Isn’t it great to be so adored?

    • Welcome aboard,we grammas gotta stick together! Wow seven grandsons that is something.We only have one so far and he is so different than the girls.We have him by himself today and my husband and I just played and played with him.I know this being adored sure does help my ego as I never had much self confidence.Thank you so much for the kind words.

  2. Grandmas ARE rockstars! As are some Grandpas (like me) lol. Love the way Colin marked his territory. I did that too when I was two as I didn’t want to go inside and risk my mom giving me a chore to do….like cleaning up my room. 🙂

    • He gets in trouble and I have to take a hike because his mom is soooo mortified.He always gets rebuked and I think he is learning but you never know when he might backslide.I love my grandson.He makes me laugh.Thanks for commenting.I love to hear from people.

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