Christopher is 7!!! Beth and I survived his first sleepover party (4 other boys stayed over). None of his friends had ever been to an official sleepover so this was a bit of a test for several of them (and us). They all passed – no issues at all (whew). The theme was Star Wars – which basically means a lot of fighting with sticks and light sabers and anything else you can get your hands on.

Here’s what’s on Christopher’s mind this year…

My favorite food is…pasta for lunch or dinner and crepes for breakfast (sounds familiar)

When I grow up I want to be a…scientist (again). He’s still not sure what kind of scientist (he says he’ll decide what kind when he grows up).

My favorite restaurant is…Noodles & Co (yuck)

My favorite stuffed animal is…Floppy the bunny

My favorite color is…blue, red, and green

My favorite song is…I’ve Got a Feeling (by the Black-Eyed Peas)

My favorite holiday is…Christmas (because he gets tons of presents and because it is the day that Jesus was born – yes he said that – without prompting – but presents come first)

My favorite season is…winter (because it is fun to play in the snow and ice)

My favorite thing to do is…play computer and Nintendo DS

If I could do anything tomorrow I would…go to the Wisconsin Dells (that’s what he said last year – I guess some things never change)

So…my ducks have been slow to come back this year. I’ve only seen momma and poppa a few times in the backyard. Mr. Ducks have come by a few times – and I’ve seen a few daddies on the roof (I think they spend the night there sometimes)…but Orca seems to be scaring them away. Grrrrrr. Bad dog. I have yet to see any fish yet either…keep your fingers crossed (Beth has given up and is ready to buy new ones…I’m giving them another week and keeping my fingers crossed).

Instead of ducks we have monkeys in our trees…not sure which I prefer 🙂

I ran 8 miles Saturday in my annual 50K team event through the dirt and mulched paths of a very hilly park. It went great – beat my time from last year so I haven’t peaked yet. Can’t wait to see everybody in a few days – the weather has been perfect for days and days but now they’re saying rain Friday and Saturday – figures.

Colleen comes home every day now from school and begs for an email address. I still haven’t figured out how to handle that one…but I’m wearing down. She’s fine if I can read everything she sends and receives…that’s a start. Mom and Dad didn’t have a tv until they were over 10, I didn’t have a computer until I was over 10, and Colleen’s sob story is that she didn’t have an email account until she was over 9 – I wonder if her kids will be able to believe that!!!

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  1. Grandpa T says:

    Looks like you all had a great time at the Dells. Nice you can get away and all have fun together.

    Hard to believe that Christopher is 7 already. I enjoyed his favorites list. It’s nice you do that and will be interesting to see how favorites may change over the years. I don’t recall establishing any life plans when I was that age. At age seven I probably would have said I wanted to be a cowboy when I grow up. We didn’t have light sabers to play with back then – only cap pistols. Also back then we could be indians sometimes and fight the cowboys. Most likely the politically correct rules of child play today don’t allow kids to play indians. Too bad, as playing an indian was usually a pretty cool thing to be.

    I like the monkey in the tree. I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t prefer the monkey over the ducks. She’s the cutest monkey I’ve ever seen.

    It probably won’t help Colleen feel any better, but I was in my forties before I got my first email account. I’m certainly showing my age, but I really don’t see the big thing about emailing. I still find the plain old telephone to be one of the quickest forms of communication. I kind of feel sorry watching the younger employees in the break room with their eyes focused on the their little phones and their fingers working the keys and totally unaware of other people or other things going on around them.

    Eight miles – good job. Hope your knees didn’t bother you too much.

    Looking forward to seeing all of you on Friday.

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