Sunday, May 29, 2011

Grace's birthday at Big Al's

The cousins were in town, so we met them at Big Al's to celebrate Grace's 12th birthday, with some bowling and arcade madness. There's nothing like cousin time!
(Big Al's is a very LOUD place. My head was still reeling 2 hours later.)
Nate had all the luck! He won not one, but two jackpots of 500 tickets on one game! Just like Vegas, baby!
Some very tasty birthday to cake to celebrate the sweetest 12 year old girl that I know.
Happy Birthday, Grace!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Nate's Turn



About 24 hours ago Christopher pulled his tooth out, and Nate was feeling a little bit bummed that it wasn't his tooth. He was determined to have it out before bedtime on Sunday night~ and he did.
Dental floss wrapped around the foot and attached to the tooth. The perfect system.
When he started having some worries, a $10.00 incentive helped to motivate. It worked.
Eye on the prize.

A perfect match!

Christopher's Tooth







Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Urban Legend continues

This is what you should be looking for.
It was our turn to work in the Snack Shack for the baseball league, and both boys were really excited to help. Nate took the first shift, and he happily stocked and replenished the chips, filled the gummy worm jar, counted out licorice, and practiced his money skills by making change for his customer's orders.
But Nate's strongest skill in the Snack Shack was his customer service. It was so fun to watch him interact with the customers. He made one little boy really happy when after his purchase of two Tootsie Pop's he told him that if the wrapper has a whole picture of an Indian shooting at a star, he would receive an additional free lollipop! (What?? Where does it say that in the Snack Shack instructions??)
He sold this lore to the little boy, who quickly unwrapped his pop. Sure enough, he was a winner.
I don't know where Nate learned this, but he wanted to share the tradition.
I really don't have the heart to break it to him, but after some extensive research online, I discovered that he had fallen prey to an urban legend.
But that's how urban legends stick around~I bet that little boy will say the same thing to his next customer when he man's the shack with his mom.

Friday, May 13, 2011

~first real phone call~

This call wasn't like the usual talking to Grandaddy, Nana, or Aunt Leann in Florida. It wasn't like talking to G'ma in Salem, or the cousins in Seattle.
This was the first real phone call with a friend.
Talking just to talk. Shooting the breeze.
I told Nate that in order to be a phone calling kid, he had to have good manners.
"Hello, Mrs. H, this is Nate. Can I please speak with Erik?"
They didn't talk for very long, but it sure made an impression.
Cute.