I'm in full blown baby sitting mode this month. Today I kept tabs on Master Morgan Smith, the six-year old shadow of my favorite nephew, Deputy Loobers who lives in Oregon.
For some reason, I had totally forgotten what fun a high energy boy can be. We went grocery shopping with my 89-year old Mother, so I got to use him as a scout, going on ahead of us for chips, vanilla ice cream, cat food and the like. The shopping experience normally takes about 45 minutes. Today, than ks to our personal shopping tornado, we were in and out of Stater brothers in 25 minutes.
Not bad. I even managed to intercept the two stealth attempts at getting candy into the shopping cart.
It cost me a subsequent trip to ToysRUS where even I agreed that a remote control copter with coaxial blades was a good thing.
Unfortunately, after five hours of attempted flight my Chihuahua was so tired he slept the whole way home from Azusa to Escondido and is now snoring with his pink tongue hanging out of his mouth on my pillow in the bedroom.
Next week I'm going up to Rescue, CA, for the weekend to baby sit my 10 year old godson, AJ Young and his three miniature sheep. I'm sending my fishing gear ahead via UPS and plan on buying some food dye when I get to Raley's in El Dorado Hills. Everyone needs a trio of pastel dyed sheep roaming around a vineyard.
Babysitting, staying connected to the freckled red head that still lives deep inside of me. Besides, I think there is a limit of fall run rainbow trout with my name on them finning around Lake Fuller, 40 miles from Rescue. Jim Forbes, with a small tired dog on 10/01/2007.