My dad is a mail carrier by day, but after work he spends his time at his shop where he does lots of auto mechanics and a little farming. He's always asked that I let Andrew spend Saturdays with him. Up until just recently, I would have never considered that. Andrew went through a phase where he didn't like for me to be out of his sight and I was afraid a day without me around would be just miserable for all involved. But lately, he's become more independent. And last Saturday, I needed someone to take care of Andrew for a few hours while I ran an errand in Rutherfordton. So, to the shop we went.
Andrew wasn't too happy when I left. That was very painful for me. But, my dad assured me he was over it real fast. While at the shop, Andrew rode his bike, helped work on a few things by handing my dad the tools he needed, painted a little, and spent a lot of time playing with sidewalk chalk on the shop floor. He had a good time. A really good time. Wanna know how I know?
Dirt. This is, by far, the dirtiest Andrew has ever been. But, I know it meant he had a good time. And secretly, I kind of considered the day a stepping stone for us both since, as you read in an earlier post, I'm having a hard time accepting the fact he'll soon be going to school.
And I didn't even mind how dirty I was after we shared a great big hug! :)