Snowball fights

I'm not sure what prompted this story, since we typically don't see a lot of snow, but the other day Andrew recalled a time when he had a snowball fight with mom and his big brother Spencer. He told me that he was 7 years old and Spencer was 8, while mom was 14 (makes mom awfully young to have had kids!). Anyway, apparently Andrew and mom teamed up against Spencer, since Spencer was so good at throwing snowballs. But Andrew ducked behind a tree and Spencer's snowball hit the tree instead of Andrew. Good tactic, Andrew!

Scooters

Last week Andrew saw a little girl riding a scooter on the sidewalk, so of course his first response on seeing her was: "Omi, can you buy me a scooter?" After I told him that I would (it's easier to go along rather than get into an argument about why I won't buy him certain things, since he automatically asks that questions about just about any toy advertised on TV and I would be involved in endless discussions otherwise!), he launched into a story about a time when he had a scooter: "I asked mom how to get to your house, and then I got on my scooter and mom was a baby so she got on my scooter and we turned left and left to get to your house to get mom's favorite ball from your house (no mention of helmets!). Then mom wanted to be in front (the front part of the scooter), but I told her it wasn't safe (he gets points for being safety-minded, but his solution sounds even worse!) so I got a chair for her to sit on in the back (of the scooter). Then we went back home. What a nice little adventure.

Spending time together on a roller coaster

Here's a new story, short and sweet. Sometimes Andrew likes to "recall" a time when he and I were babies (how come I don't remember that?), so the other day he said: "Remember when you and I were babies? We went on a roller coaster together (what, no adult supervision? This must have been a time with really weak child protection laws!). But apparently a good time was had by all, because he said I screamed very loudly (or maybe I was scared, I was only a baby, after all!) and put my hands up in the air. I can only hope that we were both buckled in for the ride.