Archive for June, 2008

Underwater

Monday, June 23rd, 2008

Saturday morning I took the kids to Clemyjontri playground and met Tim, Christine and kids there.  After a bunch of running around, climbing, merry-go-round riding, etc we headed home for some lunch and rest.  Brendan and I opted for a snooze together while Heather took Fiona down to the Y for some quality pool time.  The kids both took classes their earlier this year, but neither is anywhere near swimming yet.  Apparently Fiona and Heather had a great time.  At one point however Fiona was practicing going along the side of the pool hand-over-hand when she slipped and went underwater.  Heather was there to grab her but it was still pretty traumatic of course.  Heather got her right back on that horse though and by the time they got home Fiona was telling the story of how brave she had been even though it was scary and she accidentally drank some of the pool water.

Free Drinks

Monday, June 23rd, 2008

One saturday each month in the summer our realtor, Jenn Walker, puts on an event called Cinema Del Ray.  She hires a service to come show a kid movie on a large inflatable movie screen outside the Mt. Vernon Rec Center.  People show up early so kids can run around with their friends and play on the playground.  The grownups hang out and chat and every once in a while try to locate their kids.  Jenn sets up a small concession that sells bags of popcorn, candy, drinks, etc.  It’s one of those things that makes Del Ray such a great place to be.

So Shrek 3 was on the agenda Saturday.  I piled both kids into the wagon along with blankets, pillows and a supply of drinks, snacks and bug repellent.  Fiona and I have been to this several times, but this was Brendan’s first time.  We got there early and setup the blanket in our favorite front/right corner.  The kids ran themselves to exhaustion while I caught up with my friend Dwight whom I worked with years ago at The Motley Fool.

At one point both kids came up and asked about getting popcorn.  I was talking with Dwight, so thought I’d try just handing Fiona money and sending her off to the concession with her brother.  Handling money on her own is not something we’ve tried before.  I gave her two $1 bills and sent her off with instructions to get one bag of popcorn.  Projected cost: $1.  Several minutes later she returns with not one but two bags of popcorn.  And a bottle of water.  Total cost: $3. Hmmmmm.

Upon questioning Fiona explained how the nice lady had given her a bottle of water.  A little later I went over to get more beverages and mentioned that I wanted to also pay for the water my daughter had gotten earlier.  Several of the people present commented on how nicely Fiona had introduced herself and her brother and what lovely kids they are (insert warm proud daddy glow here.) Apparently Fiona had explained to them after getting 2 popcorns that she didn’t have anything to drink with her popcorn and that she didn’t have any more money.  Wow, four years old and she’s already not having to pay for her own drinks :-)

Exhausted from running and full of popcorn the kids finally settled down when the movie started.  About 30 minutes into the show a big thunderstorm threatened so they had to stop the movie.  We made a quick wagon ride home, but fortunately no rain followed.  We had a bit of a wagon mishap pulling into the yard, but nothing that some hugs and band-aids couldn’t fix.

Puddle Stomping

Thursday, June 19th, 2008

A few weeks ago one of Fiona’s friend’s mother organized an informal soccer game for all the kids from school on Sunday.  Unfortunately a heavy, persistent rain moved in that afternoon and soccer had to be rescheduled.  Brendan had settled for a nap and Fiona was getting herself established in front of the tv after lunch.  Rather than let her rot in front of the tube I sold her on the idea of going out puddle-stomping instead.  We geared up in our raincoats, boots and princess umbrella and stepped out into the deluge.
Our street is on a slight hill, so we headed downhill a couple blocks.  Things weren’t too exciting until we turned into an alley that is 1) level and 2) dirt and gravel.  Puddles galore!  Big puddles, muddy puddles, deep puddles.  The exciting part was when we found puddles deep enough to submerge the little eyes on Fiona’s ladybug boots.

We ran across her friend Ian and his parents running from there car into there home.  They had just come from the Dairy Godmother, which sounded like an excellent idea.  Fiona and I stomped over to enjoy some tasty custard goodness and dry out a bit.  Fiona, as always, had a kid cone with chocolate custard and rainbow sprinkles.  I had a hot fudge sundae which Fiona quickly discovered she likes very much.  She was a bit wet and cold on the way home, so spent most of the walk home with her on my shoulders holding an umbrella for both of us.

Close call

Thursday, June 19th, 2008

Brendan was climbing out of Heather’s car in the driveway a couple days ago on his own.  He’s just barely tall enough to get down if he holds onto the seat and door handle and takes a bit of a leap of faith.  So he goes to get out and he gets a bit stuck between the door and the vehicle.  Fiona and I are playing in the yard and trot over to help him out.  As I pick him up he says to us in a dramatic, grateful two-year-old voice “Thanks for saving me guys!”