New Bedroom Set
Greetings to all.
Xavier, though thin, is growing upward. He only has less than three inches of bed left. In fact, his toes nearly touch the railing when he stretches out.
We have been watching Xavier run out of mattress over this past year. We kept pushing off buying him new furniture for various reasons.
With Rebecca rolling off her ADOS tour, we decided how best to spend her last paycheck: a new bedroom set for Xavier.
It arrived this afternoon. This morning, Xavier assisted and dismantling his daybed and cleaning up his room.
The delivery men assembled the his new bed for us, a surprise to me, and a welcomed one. Now Xavier has a twin mattress to grow into.
Also with his new bed, a new responsibility: making the bed daily.
The bed has six drawers under the mattress platform and a headboard with cubbies, three USB ports and two electrical outlets.
Along with the bed, Xavier got upgraded to a matching dresser.
He is excited to sleep in the bed tonight (the picture above he is only posing for the photograph). He is excited to cuddle with Daddy as we read our books tonight.
We have plans to paint his room. Perhaps we'll get to that next year.
Halloween 2018
Greetings and "boo" to all!
Earlier this year Xavier discovered a 1997 film called Mouse Hunt. Since then, we have watched the movie several times.
When asked a few weeks ago what he wanted to dress up as this Halloween, he said he wanted to be the mouse in Mouse Hunt.
Armed with this knowledge, Rebecca's creative side kicked in.
A pillowcase dyed grey for the body and soft, fuzzy material for the tummy. Felt ears attached to a stocking cap. Rope tail stiffened with a little wire.
Xavier did not want to do the olive on a toothpick prop, nor would he let Rebecca paint his face with eyeliner whiskers (eyeliner we learned is makeup, and Xavier thinks makeup is only for girls—he was quite adamant about not having it applied).
He wore his costume Monday night for his school's trick-or-treat event.
This morning, he wore the costume to class. A parade shortly after the bell, then a party, then costumes off and down to the business of school.
Xavier was anxious about wearing his costume to school. He explained he didn't think people would like his costume. Of course, everyone did, especially the adults.
This was the first year Xavier went door-to-door. Rebecca took him out while I held down the home-front.
Shortly after leaving the house, Rebecca and Xavier met up with one of our neighbors, who were walking their three year old and one year old around. The six of them spent an hours ringing doorbells. Xavier came home with a significant haul of candies.
I Can't Do This All By Myself, Dad
Greating to everyone.
The three of us, Douglas (Xavier's new best friend), Xavier and I, were up at 0300 this morning.
The light-rail trains could not get Douglas to DIA in time for his 0600 flight, so up we got to do what the trains could not.
The forecast boasted bitter cold and six inches of snow. Well, when we got up, not so much. Twenty degrees and less than a dusting of snow.
Upon returning from the airport, the snow began falling with more earnest. Xavier and I went back to bed at 0530, sleeping to 0900.
We were up less than ten minutes and Xavier wanted to go outside. We unpacked his snow pants and boots, then out we went.
After finding his snow shovel, Xavier went to work while I looked on. He stopped and looked at me.
"Come on, Dad. I can't do this all by myself."
All the walkways and driveways were clear of snow; the only place snow had any depth was about half an inch on top of the grass.
Xavier shoveled the grass, making paths all over the yard. Twice he dropped down and made a snow angel (good ones, too).
My job, as it turned out, was to make his trails wider as I had the shovel with the wider blade.