The most memorable of which was a cattle trough my dad cleaned out and filled up - it was our makeshift backyard pool - and it worked beautifully! Daniel loved it. We also hit up the local water park twice during our trip. Designed for young families, it was perfect for Daniel's age and energy level. There were slides, climbing structures, a lazy river and fountains galore.
We also got creative with a bunch of dollar store water guns (and 2 big green water hoses) for an hour of screaming, running, and retaliation. Even Grampa got in on the fun :) And you can imagine why there are no fancy photos of this particular occasion!
Daniel was able to spend quality time with some of his favorite people:
Gramma: Daniel's plaything for five days. He hauled her around by her hand, practicing being bossy.
Tex: Provider of all fun farm items. See: Appendix A: Cattle Trough. Appendix B: Tractors.
Grampa: They spoke their own language, almost literally. Those two existed in their own bubble, and communicated on their own level. It was precious.
Mema: She, possibly the wisest of all women, knows how to get a toddler to do something. (The answer: Tell him not to do it. For example, "Daniel don't you touch my toes!" Hilarious.)
Molly: The very senior labrador retriever who obeys Daniel's commands better than those of any adult on the farm.
The days passed all too quickly, full of ping pong, massage chairs, golf cart rides, harmonica concerts and a very special blender in the kitchen.
We can't wait until Christmas!