On Friday Nico and I took our friend Brianna to lunch for her birthday, at Red Robin. Nico got a gluten free kids hamburger (perfect size). He reeeally loved it. She brought him a gift for his birthday - the game CLUE! After Red Robin we went over to my parents' house for a bit and then headed home.
Saturday we went to one garage sale together and then Guy went on his own for a few hours. Nico and I hung out at home, it was a relaxing day.
On Sunday Brianna came over and hung out with us for a while. We played a game of Clue, Brianna won!
Monday was the start of the last Grandma Camp of the summer! I dropped Nico off early Monday morning and received him back this afternoon. One of their first activities was Box City, where they used boxes to create a city. Bruce and Nico actually built a robot costume! Nico was then able to attempt to break into Lexie and Rory's box BANK that they built.
Then there was Papa Time, where they built a treehouse (in loose terms), what I think they did is attach boards onto the tree so they'd have a place to sit up there! Super cool!
They also had a hula-hoop contest where they had to see if they could hula-hoop for 3 straight minutes. Bruce and Nico won.
Twice through the week Nico face-timed Guy and I in the evening before he was heading to bed. That was really neat.
Last night Nico lost a tooth while at their house, my mom sent me this story this morning:
It was evening time, we were all comfortably sitting in our chair of choice, jammies on, pillows and blankies around us and the kids waiting to hear a story from one of the books I had written. These are special fun times with my grandchildren because they can relate to the people in my stories, their parents! As I was half way through one of the stories, Nico raises his hand. I continue reading a bit and then stop in mid story and ask Nico if his question can wait. He informs me with a calm, “no, I just pulled my tooth out” and with a raise of his other hand he showed everyone his bloody hand with a small tooth in it! I sat my book down, jumped into action and escorted him to the bathroom where we cleaned him up and had him rinse well. He was quite proud of the fact he had pulled it out, and even more excited that he could leave it under his pillow. I suggested he take it home so he could show his parents and leave it under his pillow at home. He was quite adamant that he leaves it at our house as he had heard about how leaving a tooth at our house under his pillow will bring him $20. Bruce and Lexie confirmed that. I decided to stop my story I was reading and offer up a story not written in my book about how one of their parents (can’t remember which one) after losing a tooth, had put it under their pillow at night. I then went on to explain that in the middle of the night I had forgotten that they had placed it under their pillow and so got up to pull some money from my purse. But before I could finish the story on how I accidently pulled a $20 bill from my wallet instead of a $1 bill, my storytelling came to a staggering stop! Across the room, snuggled in her chair, happily listening to my story, Lexie jolted upright, looked at me with shockingly big eyes and exclaimed, “You gave them money, I thought it was the Tooth Fairy?” My gut tightened and my heart sank with the realization that I had just revealed the Tooth Fairies identity. But it didn’t stop at that! As the others were chiming in that parents were indeed the Tooth Fairy they began to offer other revelations which sent me into a quick motion of shaking my head at them to please don’t say anything further. But Lexie is a clever girl and the revelation of who the Tooth Fairy was gave way to her conclusive mind and she looked at me and said, “My friends told me that parents are the Tooth Fairy, but I didn’t believe them until now. So that means that Jack Frost, the Easter Bunny”, and then looking at me with eyes that gave a complete and desperate look of “tell me it’s not so” in a question like manner…exclaimed:” my parents are also, SANTA CLAUS???!!!”
Oh, the agony of watching a child’s balloon pop as the truth sinks in. I let her cry. The cousin’s tried to console. Through her sobbing tears she said, “that means that everyone that we can’t see is not for real”! I finished our stories early and I got the cousins to bed and then went out to do some comforting of Lexie. She was sitting in Papa’s chair, cuddled with her favorite stuffed animals and a blankie around her. She was in shock. I had her come sit on my lap. She apologized. I asked her why she was apologizing. She said, “because I’m feeling sad about this and I shouldn’t”. I responded, “yes, you should!!! I felt sad when I found out! You can cry all you want.” So, she cried some more. After a while we talked about the happy parts of Christmas. We talked about how St. Nicholas was a real person and he had a big and generous heart and that is where the Santa Claus story began. I then said, do you know there is someone else that you can’t see, but is real? She asked who. I told her, Jesus. She smiled and sighed a happy sigh. We finished with a prayer and silly song and she was soon on her way to a happy dream land.
Today before Grandma dropped Nico off here, they went swimming!
Guy and I watched The Last Jedi on Tuesday night, that was a really good movie! Nico face-timed us during the movie. It was an entertaining intermission. Brianna and I were able to go see Christopher Robin in the theaters on Monday. Cute movie!
School starts next Monday... eek! Can't believe it's here already!
Here's a video of Lexie teaching Nico how to play soccer.
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