Heather left Thursday for DragonCon, and came back Monday.
Friday I took the day off and went with Kenny to the New York State Fair. It was mostly a day of letting Kenny have his way, within limits: he rode the bumper cars (twice), an inflatable slide (twice), the carousel, a thing where you strap on a harness with elastic attached and bounce to about 15 feet above an air bag, and the big ferris wheel (with me); he played two “games” (cheapo prize every time); we watched a guy use a treadle lathe (Kenny got a handmade top), looked at cattle and poultry, played a player piano, looked at model trains, looked at real train cars (twice), watched part of a magic act, watched bicycle and skateboard tricks, watched a juggling/unicycle act, went through a house carved out of a redwood trunk, fed giraffes, putted golf balls, and ate: pizza, more pizza, lemonade, soda, Gatorade, ice cream, maple sno-cone, maple cotton candy.
Over the long weekend Kenny went to the beach (Sandy Pond) twice with his grandfather. I mowed the lawn. I harvested two, count ’em, two ears of corn — very small ears; I probably should have planted the corn sooner and maybe fertilized better, but they did taste good. I took down the hops vines, finally figured out (I’m pretty sure) which was which variety, discarded the Nuggets — which should’ve been harvested a week or more ago — and harvested, dried, and froze the Kent Goldings. I picked tomatoes. I replaced the missing light in the window in Kenny’s room, and re-puttied all six lights in that sash. (Lots more sashes to go.) I bought groceries, and materials for some shelves. I watched the latest episode of Sanctuary and the last ten episodes of “Stargate SG-1” season 5.
Kenny and I went to the playground before going to pick up Heather at the airport.
I think he got worn out — I outslept him this morning.