My daughter met me with the two kids on Friday night in Middlebury--a half way point between our houses. I took them all out for pizza and then just Dane and I made the trip back to Jericho.
My grand daughter, twelve now and in the seventh grade, has decided it is more important to be at the school dance in the presence of cute boys than to spend time with her old granny!
Dane was happy to have my undivided attention for the weekend though. Thinking of a post that GigiHawaii wrote a couple of weeks ago, I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. His answer: designer of computer games.
He has not given up on teaching me how to play a game either.
He is quite the little mathematician. "Grandma, you are 30 plus 35. My mom is 40 so you were...um...25 when she was born." "I have $202 dollars. That is 20,200 cents. Do you still have 30 dollars? How much cents is that?" When I said 300, oh wait, that's not right, he said "No it isn't right because that would only be 3 dollars and you have thirty so you have 3000 cents." I am trusting him on all these calculations because he does not get this interest in math from anyone on his mother's side of the family.
He wanted to go to the holiday fair on Saturday to get some Christmas decorations for his tree. He was concerned that I am not planning to put up a tree this year and he kept pointing out decorations that would look good on my tree, should I change my mind. We also went to the Christmas Tree Shop so I could pick up a few things. He does love decorations.
At home, we made a gingerbread house and some Christmas candy.
He was a bit distressed by my lack of cable television kids' programs, but we did make up a bowl of popcorn and watch the first Alvin and the Chipmunks movie. Look at his cheeks. How could I refuse him the chipmunk movie?
On Sunday, we made peppermint bark. His job was to smash the candy canes and sprinkle the crumbs on top. Then we went for a walk while I told him stories of "The Adventures of Dane." He did not seem to notice that it was really cold out. We were still running around and playing in the back yard when his mom and sister came to take him to his grandfather's for dinner. I hope that they all appreciated the fact that I had burned up a bit of his incredible energy and also worked up his appetite.