I was pretty proud of our boy this past week, for a bunch of things.
He wanted more Lego, so Dad, training a future entrepreneur, told him he should find a way to raise money to buy some. I sure hope he learns that hard work is what gets you things, not just handouts from your parents. So since we were camping, collecting cans seemed to be a no-brainer. We went around our loop of the campground Sunday night and around another Monday morning, and after rinsing them all in the backyard Tuesday, Sarcan handed over $41.65. That's a lot of cans! And a lot of Lego!
We had also said we'd pay half, so after Sarcan we headed to ToysRUs, got his $30 set he wanted and he still has $25 towards the other big set he wants. He's thrilled to have the Volcano Exploration Truck, and I'm thrilled that he had a good experience doing some work and seeing a reward for it.
(In other Lego news, I picked up a bulk lot today - over 1000 pieces for $25 is a pretty sweet deal - and now we have over 7000 pieces... But it gets used! A lot!)
Another reason I was proud of N is that he didn't really want to go to school. At all. He wanted to skip every class before it even started. But Tuesday after lunch he got ready with no fuss and when we got there he told Mrs. Palero that he was excited about what they were going to be learning! Whew. I was not looking forward to school being a fight. And today was a bit the same - "I don't want to go" followed by "I had an awesome time."
And number three: He got his 4 year immunizations yesterday (after ToysRUs and before he put the set together ALL BY HIMSELF). He was distracted by the Lego box while we were waiting, but didn't make a fuss at all and chatted up the nurse who was suitably charmed and said he was a great communicator and was so ready for Kindergarten already. He even counted her down to the shot and said it didn't hurt much. He is ornery about a lot of things like school and going for this shot and eating lots of food, but comes around in the end and does just fine.
Except for pants. This summer he only wore camo shorts and it looks like this fall only fuzzy pants will do. Fleece lined. Sigh. We pick our battles...
Oh, and he is 97th percentile in height and 97th percentile in weight. Very proportionate. :)