Missing walks with Grandpa

It has been quite some time now, since Kurt and Finn went for a walk...




FINN:

Grandpa and I had many adventures. Countless stones were thrown down through the holes of the manhole-cover. We saw sheep. We saw motorbikes! We saw big trucks! We saw helicopters!!! There was time to play in the sand or just stop and sit on the fence. We fed grass to the rabbits and saw the ducks and the chickens. We slid down slides and dug in the stones with the shovel. We lifted the stones up in the pail on the chain. Grandpa found berries. Grandpa picked berries. Everyone ate grandpa's berries. Grandpa picked more berries. Sometimes we threw stones in the water. Sometimes we brought stones home in our pockets, or in the stroller, or in our hands. We picked up small stones. We sat on big stones. We wore rubber boots. We stomped in puddles. We saw cats. We called the cats. We saw Jimmy the dog. We watched the soccer game. We went home. Grandpa went back to watch more soccer. We rode the wutsch (or the woosh, or the wucht, or whatever Grandpa called it that day). We saw cows on mountains wearing bells eating grass. We saw combines. We saw tractors cutting the grass. We even saw a mouse in the forest. We found good walking sticks. We sometimes took Mama or Papa or even Grandma with us.

We sure had a lot of fun grandpa. Thanks!