As I sit here typing this, Spane is next door with his friend, a little girl. He must like her a lot because:
- He gave her his scooter when hers was in the shop
- He gave her his bicycle to ride because hers is in the shop, so he's doing the scooter.
- Over heard him say "Come over to my house and see my cat." (See my etchings?)
- Impressed her saying "Watch how can drink all this milk in two seconds!" She was duly impressed.
- Didn't want to take a shower because he would not be able to make sure she was okay riding his bicycle.
- Puts up with playing girly stuffed animals with her.
Dad is Taking us to Dinner
Thursday, August 25, 2011, we were supposed to go to a small meeting for Organizing for America, but Douglas called and said that he and Pauly wanted to go to Josephina's. I'm sorry, but that is something I will just not pass up. I love the chicken, and I could eat that rice pilaf every day. Seriously.
When we got to the restaurant, I noticed that Douglas was a little quieter than usual. Pauly had his two cents to put in about how Spane's problem must be because he had fallen on his head. I calmly explained that:
- Dandy Walker Syndrome is congenital (you're born with it)
- Dandy Walker Syndrome is genetic (you get it from one of your parents)
- Spane has not fallen on his head
After dinner, they took us home, and Spane was pretty good about going to bed on time, especially since he knew that Friday, August 26, 2011, we were going out with his Dad for Back to School shopping.
I should have known that Douglas being quiet like that was a portent of things to come.
And Now For Something Completely Different...
Here's the video of Rolo sleeping on the keyboard that Spane wanted her to see:
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