Growing up our family didn't have a lot, but I never really knew it. My parents were very creative and handy and sacrificed a lot so we had more than we needed. My dad is ultra handy and can whip up just about anything. Our favorite place to play was our backyard where our dad created what we call "The Park". It was equipped with a swing set, trampoline, basketball court, tree house for the boys, play house for the girls and a pond. We spent countless hours down there playing with the neighbors. Since then, my dad has improved it for the grandkids. It now has is a teeter totter, helicopter toy, and 3 power wheels as well. Spoiled little kids.
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| Jack and his precious car that no one else is allowed to touch. |
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| We had a picnic last Saturday in my parents backyard and Jack played in the park. My dad also has a green thumb and his yard/garden are always beautiful. |
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| Jack asks me to take him to the "sings" everyday. |
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| The helicopter |
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| The tree house. |
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| The park has a sandbox. |
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| And a BBall court. |
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| The play house! This place is amazing. It has an carpet upstairs and tile downstairs, a heater, and electricity. When Staci and I got to our preteen years, we took all the doll stuff out and made it into a teen hut. It was complete with a tv, hippi beads, and an inflatable chair and lots of groovy peace signs. We then turned it back into a playhouse once we started having children. |
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| The downstairs. |
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| Jack had fun playing with the fake food. I was surprised at how many times he tried to eat it. Okay I won't lie, I was a little DISAPPOINTED with how many times my son attempted to eat plastic food. |
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| Plastic muffins! Mmmm! |
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| The Stairs. As you can see they have quite a steep incline. Just ask Seidi Inouye Bennett who I convinced to go down them in a sleeping bag one time while we were sleeping in here. Somehow I never ended up taking my turn after she smashed into the ground. There are OTHER stories I could tell about Seidi in the playhouse, but I won't go there. |
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| I don't care what people say about nature vs nurture when it comes to gender, no matter how hard I tried, Jack just did not care about the dolls. Staci and I named all of our dolls and I was impressed when Staci recited each doll's name to me the other day. |
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| Dad even made a Tigger, our childhood orange kitty, to sit in the window. |
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| My talented Aunt Kristeen drew the picture of us in the middle. I believe it's from a real photograph. |
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| And it wouldn't be a Pickett space if it didn't have its very own mini shop vac. My dad owns 8 shop vacs. |
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| Normally Jack enjoys the teeter totter. Not sure what his problem is here. |
4 comments:
That play house is totally awesome. I had that exact same kitchen set when I was a kid. Reese just got a hand-me-down one from a friend and she has been playing with it all day. We have no plastic food or little pots and pans so she is using all my kitchen stuff. It's been pretty fun.
After reading the last two posts, I propose a change of plans for both of our family's futures: you guys stay in Gunnison and we will move there. We will spend the rest of our days playing and enjoying the relaxed pace of life in G-town. It will be just like when we grew up, except we will have kids and husbands.
Awww! I remember playing in that playhouse. We were so jealous! and I even remember your cat tigger. You guys did have a fun yard.
haha, I remember coming to your house and watching the best of Chris Farley SNL videos in that little play house :) i thought it was awesome!
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