Occasionally we get the unexpected blessing of spending time with our grandchildren.
This day was one of those types of days!
We went to pick him up from his school at noon. It was an early dismissal. Our Commercial Realtor son had already scheduled his afternoon for the time with his son, but had an unexpected business opportunity arise. So nice we were available to be plan B.
So, we went off in search of an acceptable luncheon experience. Hamburgers and fries seem to be a consiststent favorite.
After lunch we made a trip through my favorite teacher supply store in search of a birthday present for this grandson . His birthday is not for a week but it seemed prudent use of our time together.
The plan was to give him a budgeted amount and the run of the store. It had been our idea that if he picked out what he wanted we could enjoy it together today. What better way to build a memory?
After much looking and the rejection of several toys that appeared too militant to pass the Gramma test, he selected a lego building kit.
We then took this new favorite toy home and he began construction.
Two hours later we had to pry him lose from his project. This was better than games on the iPad!
Later we had promised to take him to a presentation his school was putting on to bring more awaremess to World Malaria day. The event was held in beautiful disown town Tomball.
The program included lots of information about the horrors of Malaria, prayers for the afflicted and organized pandemonium. One can never have enough exposure to bedlam .
Chik-fil-a was the sponsor for the extravaganza, and it was held in a parking lot filled with booths.
There were mass numbers of chairs and a huge wind just short of gale force.
The children mostly were assembled on the indoor playground oblivious to all the festivities.
Entertainment was provided by a local aspiring musician.
Overall It was quite the day. For some unknown reason both of us find that we are unusually tired.
To think we would not have known about World Malaria Day had it not been for this day with our grandson.
Hope this day will soon be unnecessary. In the 1920s, my dad almost lost his life to malaria in the Louisiana swamps. It is my opinion that this disease should be gone already!
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