If you saw this sweet older gentleman (that looks a lot like a human version of Papa Smurf), wouldn't you want to go for a walk with him or take him home to dote over?
This is my Grandpa. He's 83 years old and has a little trouble with his memory and needs some help here and there since he no longer drives. I have the privilege of spending a day a week with him taking him to his appointments, going out for lunch, doing grocery runs, and anything else we dream up.
He has a childlike wonder of nature and chocolate ice cream that I find so endearing. I count it a blessing to have these days with my Gramps.
After his doctor's appointment, he asked me if I wanted to go to the ice cream parlor. I didn't even realize there was one close by. This man loves chocolate ice cream unlike anything I've seen before. I've never even seen a child that loves ice cream as much as he does. We drove over and he ordered a 4-scoop cone that he had to put into a dish because we were afraid it was going to topple. I found it hilarious that he kept adding more ice cream from the dish to the cone to keep it going.
There was no one else in the parlor....it seems we came at the right time. He said that the place is usually overflowing with people. We sat in the air conditioned foyer and had a friendly debate over which ice cream was better - his chocolate or my peanut butter fudge. Neither of us was going to budge so we agreed to disagree.
After we had our ice cream, he asked if I wanted to see Colchester Pond. I'd never been there before but he's talked about how lovely it was in the past and we were close by so I said, "Why not?" We ended up taking the "scenic route," which is short-hand for "drive 20 minutes on five different roads to go to a place that we should have found in 5 minutes." Poor Gramps, he had trouble remembering which roads I needed to take even though he'd directed my parents there the day before without one missed turn.
He felt really bad about having me take the "long way around," and even said, "I didn't think I'd ever get this dumb." I told him that he's not dumb, he just has a little trouble remembering every now and then. I also told him that it was such a pretty drive and it was nice to spend the time together. That made him feel less "dumb."
He is such a lover of nature and I caught him picking some wildflowers....
...which he put in his shirt pocket as a faux boutonniere. It went well with his choice of shirt. He said he was going to pick some for me but it started sprinkling at that moment and the sky looked like it could open up at any minute so we headed back to the truck.
This was one of my favorite outings with Grandpa so far. He's in his natural element when he's outside. I definitely think that my son, Zach, gets a lot of his love for nature from my grandfather.
On my way home, the sky DID open up and the power throughout South Burlington and Shelburne blew out when a huge lightning strike came down. All of the traffic lights were dark right at rush hour. Fortunately people were courteous and treating intersections as if they were 4-way stops without lights and taking turns, but it was a long drive home.
And now it's time for me to stick my nose in my textbook and get some homework done. Hope you all have a wonderful Wednesday!