Helping hands

We always encouraged our kids to help us, from when they were very little. I jokingly say it only takes a little longer if the kids help. The payoff is that I still get to work on a daily basis with my kids forty years later. I still enjoy it to this day. These days they claim it only takes a little longer if I help them.

The tradition continues with our grandkids. Henry followed grandma into the laundry room this afternoon. She was sorting some laundry and stuffing it into the washer. Henry insisted that he help. Grandma would hand him a piece of clothing and then he would put it in the washer. But he quickly got a much better and more fun idea. He climbed inside and would take the items from grandma and put them in the washer. But that soon got tired and as grandma turned to get a new item Henry would toss a piece from inside back out of the washer. True to form, like days of old, having a child help only took a little longer. But the joy both Henry and we got to experience as we ‘worked’ together was worth it by far. Working with your kids is a true delight!

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Good enough to eat

We just received final approval from the authorities and a GO from our client to proceed with a very fun sign for an ice cream parlour. The sign will be ten feet tall and I suspect will be featured in plenty of selfies this coming summer. Knowing the owners of the facility, I also know the ice cream treats they serve will be even better than the sign and worth the drive up to Penticton! We start cutting and welding the steel tomorrow. Stay tuned for progress…

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Creative solution

I absolutely love a treat from the local deli or bakery each day as I have a sweet tooth that must be satisfied. The problem is that Janis believes all those delicious pastries are starting to show on my waistline. We agreed that something had to be done but I wasn’t about to give up on the treats. The obvious solution was more exercise. I decided it would be a great idea to bike the distance to the store and and back, working off those calories in the process. So I began to look for the perfect bike. I settled on a foldable e-bike. It would easily tuck into the back of my Jeep so I could take it to interesting places to ride on weekends with Phoebe. The bike, of course, had to be REALLY COOL as I needed to ride in style. Nothing less would do. FAT tires were the answer here. They would also provide lots of traction if I decide to take a shortcut and go off-road. A sturdy carrier on the back will make it suitable for running errands to the local hardware store. I’ll still get lots of exercise with an e-bike but it won’t strain my old bones too much - especially when I have to go up a hill. :) After much research I found a local company VOLTBIKE that had the perfect bike for my needs. Today I picked up my new ride.

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