After 2 months of planning and trying to figure out how and when we could travel to see my first great niece, today is finally the day.
And it started out with it's own adventure. After the remnants of Michael blew through our area, we had the normal limbs and sticks on the ground. But pecan season is also nigh, so I thought we might have a few nuts down as well. I thought I could spare 30- 45 minutes and pick them up. I thought wrong.
When we hit tree #3 and my bucket was rapidly filling, Bobby went to scout out the rest of the trees to see where we needed to focus. Halfway through the yard his wheelchair got stuck in the mud
I did my best to get him out, and finally went to get a board before realizing there was no way I could tilt his chair and slide the board under him. We wrecked our brains trying to think of someone who didn't have a bad back or would not be at work or school. We came up with Pastor Chad. He gladly came.
Before he even got halfway there, Bobby's nephew pulled up with his 2 great-nephews. I called Pastor Chad, but he was already near the house.
I tilted Bobby's chair back while Sammy held up the front wheels and Trey helped lift on the other side. Tristan was down in front with the board and shoved it under the feet plates and first set of wheels (that tells you how deep he was). With the bbn board in place we were able to hold the back up while he drove up onto the board. Then he had to drive off the board, and we repeated the process. That last time Sammy held the back so he wouldn't sink while driving until he could get on dry enough land. I think the boys loved every minute of it, though Tristan thought the idea of a tow truck was the best.
Pastor Chad arrived about the time Bobby made it to the driveway.
I wound up with a pack of pecans, and I wasn't able to finish the 3rd tree. Maybe the squirrels won't get everything before we come back.
And it started out with it's own adventure. After the remnants of Michael blew through our area, we had the normal limbs and sticks on the ground. But pecan season is also nigh, so I thought we might have a few nuts down as well. I thought I could spare 30- 45 minutes and pick them up. I thought wrong.
When we hit tree #3 and my bucket was rapidly filling, Bobby went to scout out the rest of the trees to see where we needed to focus. Halfway through the yard his wheelchair got stuck in the mud
I did my best to get him out, and finally went to get a board before realizing there was no way I could tilt his chair and slide the board under him. We wrecked our brains trying to think of someone who didn't have a bad back or would not be at work or school. We came up with Pastor Chad. He gladly came.
Before he even got halfway there, Bobby's nephew pulled up with his 2 great-nephews. I called Pastor Chad, but he was already near the house.
I tilted Bobby's chair back while Sammy held up the front wheels and Trey helped lift on the other side. Tristan was down in front with the board and shoved it under the feet plates and first set of wheels (that tells you how deep he was). With the bbn board in place we were able to hold the back up while he drove up onto the board. Then he had to drive off the board, and we repeated the process. That last time Sammy held the back so he wouldn't sink while driving until he could get on dry enough land. I think the boys loved every minute of it, though Tristan thought the idea of a tow truck was the best.
Pastor Chad arrived about the time Bobby made it to the driveway.
I wound up with a pack of pecans, and I wasn't able to finish the 3rd tree. Maybe the squirrels won't get everything before we come back.
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| The first haul from last week |
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