Big brother Sam debated whether the next block on his tower would be blue or red. Just as his hand reached for the blue block, little brother Jacob toddled over and send the whole stack flying.
"Aargh!" cried Sam. "Don't do that!"
Grandma, who was nearby, swept up Jacob and asked Sam if he would like her to read the book on construction machines. Sam's anger dissipated and he clambered up on the couch beside Grandma ready to hear about giant dump trucks and complicated paving machines. Grandma settled Jacob on the floor by her feet with a toy with lots of knobs, and musical sounds.
At bedtime, Mom asked Sam if he wanted to sing a lullaby to Jacob with her. Sam gave Jacob a hug and a kiss, and after the toddler was in his bed, Sam joined Mom as they sang a soft song for Jacob.
After Jacob fell asleep, Dad asked Sam if he wanted to go the petting zoo the following day.
"Yes!" Sam squealed. "I want to feed the goats again."
Kevin was trying to draw a picture of an airplane. It was almost finished. It just needed another wing when younger brother Maverick wandered over, grabbed the paper and tore it half. Then he started to chew on the corner of the page. Kevin yelled at him but Maverick just continued. Finally Kevin, smacked his brother on the back.
"Why is Maverick crying? Did you hit him again?" Mom shouted angrily from the kitchen. "Go to your room!"
Kevin stomped to his room where he brooded about ripping apart Maverick's favourite stuffy .
When Sam got married, Jacob was his best man. They both worked in the same town and often got together for a game of golf. Family barbecues with little cousins playing together were anticipated.
When Kevin turned eighteen, he left home. He went up north and got work in the oil fields. He only saw Maverick at Christmas and even then they kept their distance. Kevin didn't anticipate ever getting married. Too much hassle. And who wanted kids? Just an expensive pain in the butt. A good drink with his work buddies was all he needed.
I started a small rock garden. When I was mowing the grass, I noticed some native yarrow in the lawn. I dug some up and planted it in the rock garden where it will happily grow in a dry environment. Butterflies enjoy the little white flowers of the yarrow. I also like the feathery bright green leaves. All the plants in the rock garden naturally spread so over time they will fill in all the bare spots between the rocks. I'm waiting for some purple campanula carpatica that I started from seed to get big enough to transplant into the rock garden. I have some rock cress, some hens and chicks, some sedum - short and tall- already planted.


