Winter\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Waxing Cold Moon<\/p>\n
Ruth and I went to see the Superdogs.\u00a0 This was our third day at the stockshow.\u00a0 She surprised me several times.\u00a0 The first time was on the sidewalk heading to the shuttle.<\/p>\n
“My legs are asleep,”\u00a0 she said.\u00a0 Then she added, “Sometimes my legs wake up when I’m asleep.\u00a0 They go to back to sleep when I wake up in the morning.”<\/p>\n
On the bus to the stockshow, she looked out the window a long time. I thought she was enjoying the ride, but she said, “Granpop, I want my mommy.”\u00a0 Her voice quavered.\u00a0 Uh-oh.\u00a0 We were almost there.\u00a0 I offered to call Jen and did so, but the bout of homesickness passed.<\/p>\n
At the superdog show,\u00a0 about an hour + into it, she said, “Granpop, I don’t want to see this anymore.”\u00a0 So we didn’t.<\/p>\n
We also went in the stock barns and after getting a bit of a way in she said, “Let’s go back outside.\u00a0 I don’t like the smell\u00a0 in here.”<\/p>\n
It’s easy to forget that young senses are so much skilled than ours, especially when ours are 62 plus years old and had to live through a bout of cigarette smoking to boot.<\/p>\n
Just another day as Granpop.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Winter\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Waxing Cold Moon Ruth and I went to see the Superdogs.\u00a0 This was our third day at the stockshow.\u00a0 She surprised me several times.\u00a0 The first time was on the sidewalk heading to the shuttle. “My legs are asleep,”\u00a0 she said.\u00a0 Then she added, “Sometimes my legs wake up when I’m asleep.\u00a0 They go … Continue reading I Want My Mommy.<\/span>