‘Big’ must be Mr.C’s favorite word. I probably could pick any picture and point out something that he refers to as being ‘Big’.
When we go to Beaver Brook Park, the search begins for a big enough stick to reach down into the stream as soon as we park the car. It’s rare that we find one big enough, and yet light enough for him to carry, to use to poke things with as he sits or runs along the stream.
Here’s one of those rare times that we did find a big stick. I should have put it in the trunk of the car.
Here he is at a demonstration at the Martha’s Vineyard Ag fair , back in August. This was set up to show how pulleys can be used on a farm to lift heavy weights easily. C was amazed that he could lift this, I don’t think he knows what 30 lbs. means yet, but he did know that the block of cement was pretty big.
We are lucky enough to be able to go to Martha’s Vineyard often in the Summer. There’s many beaches there, each one a little different. This is one that C calls ‘Big Beach’. I’m not sure how that came about, might be the big waves since the beach faces the Atlantic instead of a harbor or the Cape side, or it might be the wide sandy beach at both low and high tides. We call it Big Beach now too.
Living in New Hampshire, we have easy access to a lot of farms within easy driving distance. We’ve been to one so often that they know us fairly well and we can go out back and see the animals, goats, pigs, cows, chickens, rabbits, and this very large pig known as ‘Winston’. He wanders around out of his pen, snorting all the time. I have to try to make sure C doesn’t feed it since it’s on some kind of special diet.
‘Let’s go to see big pig Winston’ C says.
Big Dump Truck. As opposed to the other big dump truck, which is much smaller. Both of which he calls ‘Big Dump Truck’. I have no idea how I know which one he is referring to. Must be the context, since we use this one outside and the other one inside.
He’s helping to weed the flower bed.
Weeds, flowers, grass, it all ends up in the big dump truck.
I love the concept that everything is “big” to a child; it definitely can be a relative term.
The other day I noticed a pitcher and bowl that my mother has in her home. When I was a child the same pitcher and bowl sat in our living room, but I thought it was a lot bigger; I was struck by how small it looked now.
That’s right! You remind me of some of the things that my grandparents had in their house, I would think they were so enormous when I was a kid, but then when I would see them years later as an adult I’d realize that they’re not.
I enjoyed reading about the routine and fun things you do together… The bread photo and the visit with Winston were precious. Your son is a lucky young man because he’ll have lots to read/look at about your outings and time together when he grows up.
Keep it up!
Eliz
Thanks very much! I read a lot of blogs from all over the world and I can get interested in the most mundane things that other people do, but I never really think that my own posts are all that interesting. So your comment is appreciated!
That bread looks BEAUTIFUL! I’d drive 50 miles to get it. Or I’d build a brick oven in my backyard and try to replicate it…
What is great about being that age is that everything is big! Love the pig picture – there is something so lovely about a big sniffly pig. How’s Make the Bread….coming on. Do you have a Twitter account?
Once again, I was too tired to write anything! I really should update this one since there are stories for each one.
You’re definitely right about that, pretty much everything is big for Mr. C! The pig is named Winston, and C will say Let’s go see big pig Winston!
I don’t have a Twitter account, but since my 72 year old mom has Twitter, Pinterest, and Facebook accounts, I’m starting to think I’m the only person who doesn’t have any of those!
Ha, you have to love a technically minded pensioner. My in-laws are like teenagers with their iPhones – constantly checking email and texting. It’s a bit sad really, we don’t speak that much now. But yes, you should get a Twitter account, even if its just for book club purposes!