The occupation therapy is a kick! All the normal practicing stairs and going in and out of the shower...The one that intrigues me the most is that she has to play these "Carnie games." My mom can throw stuffed chickens better than anyone. It's like knock-down the Gatorade-weighted-bottles for these "Rizbee Bucks" ?? I never have seen a "Risbee Buck" but the therapists make everything so fun. Yes, her baseball days have been a great asset for a keen eye and now we have to get the great grandkids a new coach. We now know who has the talent for throwing the ball. Steve and I have to try it and yep..she beats us at hitting all the bottles down. Maybe that should be a new goal for myself to learn to throw balls. Our dog would appreciate it so much if I could actually play catch with her. I get the "stink-eye" when the ball goes under the car or on the other-side of the fence. I can see her saying, "Just throw toward my nose!"
|We Maybe Visiting Mom, but It's an Attitude of Thankfulness|
We bought mom some Jelly Bellys at Stern's Wharf. If mom is allowed to to eat Tic Tacs, I say tiny jelly beans can be a real joy...I'm so sneaking them in tomorrow. She wants licorice so bad. Hope she shares.
|Life is Beautiful. This was one of our favorite moments at Carpenteria Homeward From The Hospital|
New lambs are coming on March 3rd. I need to fix new pens and trim feet-up a little. I'm glad during our hot weather we didn't do the shearing because we are in for a cold spell. But I am shearing their behinds for lambing. Their little rears are just going to have to be breezy.