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Oct 6 2008

Obsessions

Category: At Home

Nathan is usually obsessed with something and constantly asks us about it. This week it was with the golf pull cart I ordered for him online. Nathan's in a golf league that meets in the middle of the day. With the heat, it's difficult for him to carry his clubs and keep up with the rest of the kids on the course. Seeing that his buddy Michael had a kid-sized pull cart, I got Nathan one, too.
After I told Nathan I placed the order, the questions started coming:

What color is it? (Black)

Is it the same one as Michael's? (Yes, but his is yellow.)

Do the wheels come off? (I don't know, but we'll see when we get it.)

How much did it cost? ($35.95 with shipping.)

When will it get here? (Soon. Stop obsessing!)

That week every time the UPS man came by (which is often) Nathan would run to the door screaming, "My golf cart, my golf cart!" Seeing it was yet another review book for me, he was inevitably disappointed.
Yet five minutes later he'd ask, "So when's my golf cart coming?" and I'd sprout another gray hair. Luckily, I was eventually emailed a tracking number, and was able to tell him exactly when it was coming.

This obsession behavior isn't unique to Nathan. His dad has it, too. Recently Paul was fitted for and ordered a very special golf club, a PING G5. Every day he'd come home and ask, "So is my G5 here yet? I need it this weekend!"

The leaf doesn't fall far from the tree now, does it?

 

Oct 2 2008

Feline visitor

Category: At Home

As I do most summer mornings, I open the back sliding glass door to let in the only cool air of the day while I sit at the dining room table, working on my laptop.

This morning, we have a neighborhood cat visiting us. I've warned the kids NOT to let the cat inside. I have no idea whose cat it is, and it's not wearing a collar. Last thing I need to do this morning is coax a feral cat out from underneath the sofa.

Nathan and Lucie are sitting on the floor in their PJs on one side of the screen door with the cat on the other, sitting on our deck. Nathan and Lucie are making meowing noises and talking to him. The cat's lying there looking bored at all the racket. He soon gets up and leaves, much to Nathan and Lucie's dismay. They start to call him back, but with no luck.

Nathan and Lucie love and relate to animals so well, that I wonder if we should get a dog or cat. Realizing that's why we have a yearly membership to the zoo, I quickly put that thought aside.

 

Sep 26 2008

A brood of puppies

Category: At Home

Talking with my sister the other day, I found out that Lucie has something in common with her cousins. At the end of busy, active day, they all smell like soggy canines. I nearly fell off my chair when Michele said "wet puppies" because that's the way I describe the smell, too.

Like my sister, it's a huge turnoff when our darling babies smell like a wolf pack. We quickly send them off to their baths and make sure to wash their hair well with yummy smelling baby shampoo. Lavender is both our favorite.

Funny thing is Nathan never smells like a wet puppy no matter how many days it's been since his last shower. Is this something genetic that Nathan lucked out of? Or maybe he's just borrowing his dad's cologne again.