We had a hodge-podge of activities to keep us occupied today. Grandma and Nathan and I started our day off with a trip to Barnes and Noble for a presentation by the Towne Lakes Arts Center, "The Lazy Elves." There was quite a turnout for the show. Nathan enjoyed it, but the part he loved most was getting to clap after each skit. That definitely put us in a Christmas mood.
After the show, we went to Cheeseburger Bobby's for lunch. As usual, Nathan was the main source of entertainment for most of the surrounding tables.
After our busy morning, Grandma sent me all over creation looking for a specific present for Uncle Joe. (Which, by the way, he's going to love and if he doesn't love it, it means he has no sense of style.) I gladly accepted that task because that meant Grandma and Grandpa were responsible for taking Nathan to his hair appointment. I will gladly sit in Atlanta traffic all afternoon if that means I don't have to be part of the dreaded hair cutting. Nathan went to a kids' salon, so I figured at least one person there would be able to cut a misbehaving toddler's hair. I was wrong. Worst haircut ever, but I guess it's okay since hat season is upon us.
Okay, okay...here is the new 'do.
We went to a Japanese steakhouse tonight for dinner. We thought Nathan might enjoy watching his food being cooked. (He's a chef-in-training, you know. He made pancakes at school on Thursday and before that he made pumpkin pie.) Not only did he love watching as our food was being cooked, but he also loved the food. Nathan and our hibachi chef hit it right off. As our chef said, they were homeboys. Let's hope Nathan doesn't try any of his tricks next time he's cooking at school. Nathan kept warning him of the dangers of the cooktop. He kept pointing to the steam and saying, "hot." The best part of the night was when our chef did the "unun" (onion) volcano and Nathan was so shocked that he let out a huge gasp, then choked on his bite of fried rice.
Nathan is incredibly fascinated with counting now. I'm going to take a wild guess and say that he inherited that trait from Steve. Here we are counting together on our hands.
After the show, we went to Cheeseburger Bobby's for lunch. As usual, Nathan was the main source of entertainment for most of the surrounding tables.
After our busy morning, Grandma sent me all over creation looking for a specific present for Uncle Joe. (Which, by the way, he's going to love and if he doesn't love it, it means he has no sense of style.) I gladly accepted that task because that meant Grandma and Grandpa were responsible for taking Nathan to his hair appointment. I will gladly sit in Atlanta traffic all afternoon if that means I don't have to be part of the dreaded hair cutting. Nathan went to a kids' salon, so I figured at least one person there would be able to cut a misbehaving toddler's hair. I was wrong. Worst haircut ever, but I guess it's okay since hat season is upon us.
Okay, okay...here is the new 'do.
We went to a Japanese steakhouse tonight for dinner. We thought Nathan might enjoy watching his food being cooked. (He's a chef-in-training, you know. He made pancakes at school on Thursday and before that he made pumpkin pie.) Not only did he love watching as our food was being cooked, but he also loved the food. Nathan and our hibachi chef hit it right off. As our chef said, they were homeboys. Let's hope Nathan doesn't try any of his tricks next time he's cooking at school. Nathan kept warning him of the dangers of the cooktop. He kept pointing to the steam and saying, "hot." The best part of the night was when our chef did the "unun" (onion) volcano and Nathan was so shocked that he let out a huge gasp, then choked on his bite of fried rice.
Nathan is incredibly fascinated with counting now. I'm going to take a wild guess and say that he inherited that trait from Steve. Here we are counting together on our hands.
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