Little Boy Heaven In Oregon

Sometimes for a little guy, a day can be a lot of fun

     So today was a day that started out very early in Portland, and ended up with a couple of pretty exhausted young men in Jefferson. 

     Fiona is in Senegal Africa, and my daughter Alison and her husband Brandon are now in Hawaii, so guess who gets to watch the little ones?  You guessed it ... me.

     We drove down from Gresham early in the morning and arrived in time for a seriously large load of gravel to be dropped off behind our house, shown in the picture below.   

     On the way there, we stopped by the saw mill where there are some big logs that were recently "harvested" and grabbed a picture of Sam on top of a bunch of timber. 

     

     I am working on a trail behind our house and need the gravel to make a path amongst the large trees and vegetation.  The talented truck driver was able to place the load exactly where needed. 

      Following that maneuver, the boys climbed on top of the pile where I captured this picture, it was a bigger pile than it looks from this angle. 

     At this point we had to head down the the farm in Jefferson where we observed the recent ongoing construction improvements to the cabin on the farmstead, with new siding in progress - it's looking good! 

     After that brief discovery, we then make a trek to the rear of the farm where a large pile of wood is waiting for "processing" into firewood.   At this point, the boys decided to make a game of climbing and jumping from one round to the next.  

     It was an intense competition.  Anything can become a game if you put your mind to it, and you remain young at heart.

     Finally, back at home and the last picture I have - is that a pile of gravel can become a sled ride or even a toboggan for two, if you just let yourself go ... 

      Beyond that, we went to potluck gathering in the evening and the boys played with others until around 9:00 at night.  I was exhausted.  And they were too.