He doesn't nag. Daddy O reminds me often. So finally I sat down with Hockey Player.
We looked online. He took me to Hockey Monkey and showed me the sticks he wanted. I took a chance and went to Ebates and discovered Hockey Monkey was affiliated with them. Joy of all joys!! Not only did we discover his preferred sticks clearance, we scored 3% back on Ebates!! So excited, I was quick to call and Facebook moms of his teammates.
But that is not what this post is about. I order online, but not a WHOLE bunch. Though it is increasing in this season of life. A huge package showed up at the door. I kept hollering for Hockey Player to come. He is entering this season of life where he can be slow to respond to mom. He is starting to think for himself. He tries to interpret my calls to determine if he wants to/should actually come. It is really annoying. So this particular day, he wouldn't come. Not with all the cheering and cajoling of his sibs. They even told him what they had...now guaranteed he might now have heard all the way in the depths of the basement. But guaranteed he heard some sort of rumble and knew something was up. Soooo, I yelled down to him, if he didn't get upstairs I was gonna stop the truck as it turned around and drove back by and send the package back with.
He showed up! And he did this when I suggested returning his box.....
And I realized he is still my "little" guy at heart. Especially when it comes to his "toys".
Then Fun Girl got in there with him and they started measuring where they might need to cut the stick. (Aunt Shell, please note: He is taller than Fun Girl!)
Trying to get a picture and this is what I got. They were being silly. However, this is a classic look. For whatever reason, I seem to capture this expression a lot on film. It is definitely not the one I am trying to capture!
This is what I wanted to see!
Success!!!!!
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