Grandma by Proxy

On Saturday, the team met up to continue working on the trailer lights wiring. They attempted to fix it last weekend but ran into some problems. It turns out that the problem was with dad's truck's plug, so he went out and bought a new Ford 1/2 ton.

Amanda dropped off Ryder so Carl and I could watch him for the rest of the weekend.

Here he is in Great Grandpa's race car.

Uncle Carl is showing Ryder how to use the button key.

Now he can work on his own car.

He seems to be a natural car-guy mechanic.

He put the button key in every available nook.

After he finished tuning up his own car, he took it for a spin.

We all went to the Little Onion for lunch afterwards. Ryder is a little tentative about GGP.

Not too sure about Art Chrisman either.

On Sunday I took him over to Brackett Field Airport in La Verne. We took a seat for lunch at Norm's Hangar Coffee Shop right on the air field. Ryder immediately started screeching with glee at the sight of the airplanes. The customers didn't mind because they could somehow relate to his excitement. They all wanted to take him home, I told them he would go if they had an airplane.

This Barnstormer would give rides then come back and park right in front of us.

After lunch, Ryder took a short ride in this mini bi-plane.

Then we walked out onto the tarmac to see some planes up close.

It was so hot that when we got home I gave him a squirt bottle and the hose and he was entertained for the rest of the day. Amanda and Keith picked him up around 5 pm on Sunday.

And I'm still alive.