Gators Don't Talk!

I decided this afternoon to visit my grandchildren's baby sitter since I had not seen the children since our return from the rally. I waited until I thought they were about to finish with their naps. It was so good to see them again! They were so cute as always! During the course of my visit, my friend, the sitter, had to go back to the den to discipline one of her grandchildren. Well, Clay was so cute! He looked up at me, grinned, and say, "I need to go help." Of course, he didn't and it was just the way he said it that was so cute. Both Clay and Livvy have a most active imagination. I can never seem to get bored watching them as they pretend a variety of characters, games, or activities. I learned, however, that they do know the difference in real and unreal. When I told Clay that his little toy riding John Deere Gator was talking all by itself this morning, he didn't believe me and he said, "Gators don't talk." Actually, this little Gator was talking by itself. It had been left out in the weather, so I think maybe the dampness had caused something to go awry. (The toy gator does has some buttons on it that, when pushed, one causes the gator to sing a little ditty; another makes it talk).

The children were very happy as they waited for their dad to pick them up since Mom had to work late today (School has begun once more in our county).