Sunday morning once again

Ah, Grandpa in the kitchen making pancakes – AmeliaJake all stretched out on the sofa, well partly sitting up. I’m stretching my leg muscles; they ache from mowing the lawn, I think. I totally plodded through it yesterday. I’m thinking of taking some aspirin and making myself a cure. Then I think I will stretch again. Then when Summer asks me something, I will aim her at Grandpa. Oh, such cruelness I harbor in myself . . . He only has a few days and then back to Georgia. Maybe the heat down there will feel good after a dose of Summer’s hot temper.