Sorting Out in Silverton

Travis has stored a lifetime of accumulated treasures at our family home in Silverton while he has moved about the planet (college-Texas for an internship-time while he was a regional director for his fraternity-Ireland-Australia) but now that he and Maggie are settled in their lovely Denver home, he is gathering everything under one roof. It would probably be fair to say that this is partly due to his mother's urging! At any rate, Maggie, Finn, and Travis came for the weekend so that Travis could labor away, sorting and purging.

In the meantime, the rest of us had a lovely, relaxing weekend. Finn and I enjoyed time in the sun (it is finally shining here now and starting to melt all our snow!) in my backyard where he relished the activity of shoveling the snow from the snowbanks onto the grass, to "give the grass a drink, Grammie!"
Next came Travis' endeavor to get into the woodshed where he wished to locate some tools needed in Denver. The snowbank in front of the door was about four feet high so he and Finn shoveled and pried and finally were able to squeeze into the shed. Finn loved going into the dark and damp shed---actually sort of a creepy place.

Things were fun for a nearly-three-year-old indoors as well. Wearing a set of his dad's knee pads (for in-line skating, maybe?) was great fun. It made Finn look like a miniature motocross

biker! Tonka would have proud of him, too, for he enjoyed the fleet of Trav's old trucks to the max. The yellow dump truck is missing paint here and there and shows lots of wear and tear and Finn said, "Daddy, this truck is messy!" However, it still can haul fleets of little cars and trucks all over the house as well as several timing chains and gears that have now found their way into the toy box!

Sitting with Travis to "help him sort stuff" was popular, too---so the weekend went well. Maggie does not appear in the pictures as she had a lovely time reading a good book while Finn, Travis, and I kept each other entertained.

I may regret urging Travis to remove his things---what will we all do next time they come? Finn is hoping we're going fishing--------------me, too! Talk to you later, right here.....PDM