Wednesday, August 12, 2009

ISAAC

Our trash compactor broke down for the third time. It was time to bite the bullet. For such a small piece of essential equipment $7oo. So we went on Craigslist. A used compactor was out of the question. But a brand new unused one for $500 dollars a risk. Worse yet it was across the bay a hours ride in Bremerton. Sure enough the area was hard to find. We were beginning to wonder about our sanity. I rang the bell. Isaac and Mom answered the front door. He led us downstairs. The phone rang and Mom went to answer it. Isaacs younger sister as he told us not yet two was giving me the lift signal. Hand in the air in submission. I was doing the under the tongue yodle when Mom returned. What a adorable kids. Issac stood hands on hips saying, "I am Isaac, I am three". Three fingers in the air, "August fourth I will be four!" Four fingers in the air.

Next thing I knew Isaac was leading Sharon outside to look for worms. I am holding this adorable baby. Mom says, "Well what do you think?" It obviously had not been used. But these are not my usual decisions, "Looks like a good deal to me." We exchanged monies and put the baby in a crib and loaded the compactor in the truck. It was too hot for worm hunting and Issac and Sharon were tossing a rubber football in the front yard. As they were returning to the truck I heard Isaac say, "Sharon would you be my Grandma?" She had a friend for life. But we had a long drive to get home. So we opened the door and climbed in the truck. Isaac was not happy. Sharon rolled down the window and he said, "Grandma Sharon, you did not even say goodbye!"
So we said goodbye Isaac. He was standing at the door, "You did not give me a hug Grandma Sharon. She hugged him and I was Uncle Dan, and I hugged him. Then he was satisfied waving happily goodbye.

That's when Sharon said to me, "Did you even look at the compactor?" And I said it was unused, "I mean damage to the outside." Of course not Isaac had both our hearts. But it worked out perfectly. When I got home I told my wife, "I'm going to the store before I forget to get Isaac a birthday card." While in line I bought a $10 McDonalds gift certificate. To days after Isaacs birthday a thank you card arrived. It was homemade. Thanks to Grandma Sharon and Uncle Dan. He had gone to Mcdonalds play area and had ice cream.

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