Nick's Life: September 2016

Nick and I stopped by the flower shop to get his mama her monthly rose, and he handled the transaction completely on his own... knew what he wanted, and resolved the bill. While we waited, he was shopping the wine section by name.  I have no idea how he knows anything about wine. ("Is that a Riesling? I love the aroma.")  His taste buds are getting expensive, not only with his consumption of seafood, but now he has a thing for Jamón Ibérico which is $94/lb.  Kids all have their way of getting what they want. My younger nephew is still learning about religion as well, and his point-of-view is, "I wish Jesus would get me a Sprite."  They figure it out young to ask God for stuff they want, I suppose.

He made buckeyes with his mama this month as a treat. Then proceeded to press them against his face and create chocolate circles around his eyes.  But he's got a responsible side of him, it's not all blab.  As we finished dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant one evening, I volunteered to be the passenger as I had a margarita.  "I think you belong in the back seat, Dad."  I was nowhere near intoxicated from one, but he's got the idea.

School is still bumpy, as he continues to fall out of his chair.  I can't picture how it happens. He says, "It happened again. Unprovoked."  He has good weeks and bad.  He asks, "So other than all the bad stuff, I got a good report?"  He's making the grade (all 'A's with a 'B' in Religion, I can work with that.)

He's forming his own tastes in entertainment.  He favorite band is currently Skillet, a metal band from over a decade ago. And he loves the slapstick film Kung Pow.  As Nick tells it, "It's better than bread crumbs and beaver spit." I have no idea what that means.

We went to the local Mustang show, spent an afternoon at Crosby Gardens, he had an afternoon with his buddy Jack, blueberry picking, and did science experiments with dry ice at home. It was a full month.

Pictures here.

- Jason