Yea! a year's supply of pellets safely stored by Kerry, Shanna and Ralph. And Ralph. . . . huh?
Well, Dad started the process, unloading his pallet of wood chips, however. . .
The old step stool ( remember, it was Gma Steed's?) decided to collapse as Dad stepped down on it. He dragged himself up to the house, in pretty bad pain, having heard lots of cracks when he went flying, with his foot tangled in the ladder, and ended up on the pavement
But, you know, the GE repairman was coming-----soon!------to fix the stovetop, so
Dad cheerly waited until the repair guy came, and then we borrowed a pair of crutches from the Skinners ( they have four pairs!) so Dad wouldn't have to crawl to the car, and drove to Roseville and the nearest Kaiser hospital, where Dad received excellent and speedy care, and is now
kind of relaxing at home. No apparent broken bones, but he'll see the podiatry doc on Friday for a final diagnosis. In the meantime, lots of baseball playoffs for him and, using the phone intercom, he even talked Sally and I through installing a new battery in her car today.
At this point Grayson thought he was going to school, too. Derek was going for an A&F pouty look in these pics.
Thank goodness for this huge lighting up backpack! We have an entire lunchbox in there!!
Yay- we got Mrs. Blakley! (that's not her, BTW) Mrs. Blakley was Carissa's teacher, too and WE LOVE HER!
Sitting on the carpet, getting ready to say goodbye. Derek did very well. And he even made a friend, "Eric". The person most upset by it all was Grayson, who screamed and cried when he realized Derek wasn't coming home with us. He got over that fairly quickly, however. Poor Carissa had to get dropped off super early in order to get Derek to school on time. She didn't care, however, and likes her new teacher, Mrs. Woods. She's mostly happy about being able to play handball again without a cast. That girl was made for school!
