Treasure - Part 2

Over the years,
I have come across a saying a couple of times.
It says,
"The best things in life, aren't things."

Treasure, it comes in so many different forms. Things, possessions, ideas, experiences, memories. We had a treasure a weekend ago, the presence of a little fellow who left a treasure of delightful memories. The little guy just turned two, and he is bright and busy, VERY busy. Wendy thought we should give his mom a break, so we had him over.

Let me help with washing the car.

I can use a broom too, even in this improvised toga.
(It was hard to keep my clothes dry washing the car.)

It was a long day, and now an even longer night shirt.

A new day. H'mm, what adventure might it hold.

They could have told me not to dump sand on the car.
Sigh ..., back to washing the car ...

It was fun, and we will want to do it again, though it is always peaceful, as grandparents are want to say, when the busy little treasures return to their mothers and in their place leave behind memories to treasure.

~ Benno ~