Saturday, May 7, 2011
Who Needs a Radius and Ulna, Anyway?
As sales came in at our house (they chose to sell a bunch off stuff), Harper and Zane decided to take a bit of their earnings and walk the neighborhood without me (GASP!)
Zane comes walking home at one point along with a personal courier who is holding a large black garbage bag that I was sure contained some sort of legoy, playmobily, an awful lotta small pieces type of toy. Yep. For $2.00 Zane is now the proud owner of some dinosaur camp. I don't know. I simply found a bin for it and dumped it in for proper storage in the play room.
Then there was the:
Small pottery wheel kit (Harper)
Crystal-Making Kit (Zane)
Laser-Gun (Zane - no real lasers . . . just cool sounds)
And . . .
(As if we are even entertaining putting Harper on such a thing after the twice broken arm.)
You heard me.
No, it's not anything to admire. It's a plastic deal.
But, it is, indeed, a snowboard.
And, in true Harper form, she connected her feet and started attempting jumps.
"Get the crap away from the hill!!!!"
Mom isn't ready to risk anymore broken bones right now.
Best sale/non-purchase of the day?
Zane, not "feeling" the Nerf cross-bow in which he invested a few weeks back, sold it, taking a huge loss. Well, I knew this, but he didn't. And since I didn't pay for the thing - whatever.
And then, at the end of the day, as the children on our street gathered for a Nerf war, I mentioned to one of the older warriors that Zane had sold his weapon that day.
"Oh, he can just have this one. I have several."
Zane now has a *new* Nerf gun. He still wants to invest in one that is green, but the glee he felt being given a Nerf gun from one of the older guys????
Worth the loss he took on the prior sale.
I've now written two posts about today. I couldn't have loved it more.
(And neighbor on the way with a Trader Joe order . . . sigh. Really. Good. Day.)