Every week, my whole family meets up to eat lunch together after church. One of the places we go has those dreaded gumball machines out in the lobby. My dad has gotten into the habit of giving each grandchild 2 quarters to spend. That is one of the highlights of their week! When we finish our last bites and get ready to head out, you sometimes hear 5 little voices saying "Quarters, Papa!!!" He then goes to the cash register and gets change to hand out 50 cents to each of the little darlings.
Levi has gotten a Dora doll
and another Dora doll...luckily a different one!
One week, he got this monkey that is covering his eyes with his tail...weird.
And this week, he got a rooster tattoo! He loved it. He's gotten tattoos before, but would never let me put them on him. I think he was afraid it would hurt! He didn't get the concept that these weren't stickers. This week, I talked him into letting me put the tattoo on his belly.
He loved it! He kept running around saying "where's the rooster?", then he'd crack up and pull his shirt up. Life was dandy until the tattoo started to wear off. My happy child became horrified! He bawled and bawled, like a child that lost his puppy! I assured him we'd get a new tattoo next week and life would be good again...Oh my.
5 comments:
Cute. Those little dolls kind of creep me out tho....
You are funny. Cute post.
It's pretty easy to please kids when they are 3. Too cute!
if this is what it is like for a tattoo, it would be terrible if he really had lost a puppy. It is amazing what kids remember about different places.
The dreaded gumball machines ... get me everytime. ha!
Even if the gum loses it's flavor in 30 seconds, I must do it.
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