Get the Spinner . . .

Kiddo has made up a new game. He spins a propeller on a stick and it lands on the garage overhang. Then, after all that work, he gets to knock it off the roof with tennis balls, if he's lucky! The video last for 5:50 minutes. We finally quit waiting for the hit that would win the day and stopped the video. At 6 minutes, without any fanfare he made a direct hit and it tumbled down. Oh well, c'est la vie, n'est-ce pas? So if you want to see Kiddo in action you will have to fast forward through some of the video. He actually does get a hit but it pushes the spinner higher up!

Kiddo was sick at school lunch Thursday so I brought him to his house and next day he stayed with us a bit earlier than usual for a Friday as daughter didn't want to send him to school since he really couldn't eat. We had a good day reading, swinging, flying spinners and he came up with his new Get The Spinner game. The sun has not deigned to come out yet this drab Saturday and Puppy's Pop is mowing up a storm. I'm going to make some Gumbo for supper with Cajun C.J.'S home made mix that we mailed to Moosup from Slaughter. Hope I make it right. There's enough to feed an army! Kiddo's brother is in a huge funk because he's got a job at Big Y in Mystic and should have gotten his license Friday but a set of his Dad's dealer plates are on his car and the DMV wouldn't let him take the driving portion of the test. Not only that but now you have to take the driving portion before you take the written part and he couldn't get another appointment until June 3. On top of that the DMV generally makes you take the two tests on different days!! This place gets nuttier by the minute. Hope he was able to schedule both tests on the same day but that happens infrequently and he had lucked out the first time around. His step grandmother on his mother's side will most likely let him use her car for the next test and take him to the testing site. I hope he continues to drive and study.

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