Logan’s Afternoon

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Neighbor Logan (6) had no school this week, and we wondered if we would see him. He had been in Tennessee two days and came over about 1 in the afternoon the third day, saying he could stay until 2:30. John and Logan played basketball outside for a while. We hadn’t had lunch, so I fixed popcorn for a snack to tide us over. We eat late, anyway. When the boy found out at 2:30 that we hadn’t had our meal, he thought it would be a good idea if he stayed to eat with us. His dad agreed he could stay. We had half a ground turkey pie that would feed three easily. Knowing how picky children can be with vegetables, we asked what he liked. Butter beans. The photo below shows how he concentrated on spearing about six at a time on his fork. He even volunteered to finish the ones left in the serving bowl.

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Logan was ready to leave the table in jig time, not being used to our leisurely meals. When he asked to be excused, we suggested he stay on the porch with us. That was insurance that he wouldn’t watch too much TV. He said, “Let’s have a spelling test.”

Have you EVER known a child who wanted a spelling challenge? John gave him a short word which he spelled easily, but he wanted something harder. He spelled strawberry for me. John asked for Pullman, and I gave him daffodill (his spelling). Crazy was too easy. When we couldn’t stump him, he asked to be excused. In two seconds he was climbing on my exercise bike, which was still way too big for him. He is getting better at it, though. He kept his feet on the pedals, but he had to let the handles go with each down stroke. Watch his tongue. Do you think he could ride the bike with his mouth shut?

The fellows played checkers while I took a nap. John is not a game person, but thankfully he does like checkers. The game snack, which John prepared, was a bowl of mixed nuts and raisins. At five John sent Logan home, because he needed to get ready to go to choir rehearsal. It was great to have a big chunk of time with our favorite neighborhood child.

Published by Anne Mehrling

I'm a retiree who loves to write about life in the mountains of North Carolina.

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      1. I remember a few things from his age. They were “special” things. Like staying at an old black woman’s home while our mother worked. I remember nothing about that time other than sitting there with the old woman and her showing us how she backed potatoes in the fireplace.

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