Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig

Here’s a kidlet who I haven’t seen for three weeks because he was at music camp and then visited his grandparents.  He grew even more when he was away and came back sunburned, but happy.  (Being in control of the remote control at Grandma’s, as pictured above, also makes him quite cheerful.)  I’m happy to be hearing that trumpet again.  My lawn is now mowed, and double hooray, there is a big strapping lad capable of carrying up all the laundry from the basement so I can fold things and put them away.