Sunday Funday

Sunday, and the boys and I had lots to do. First, as they got rambunctious at about 8:30, we went to the grocery store for Thanksgiving supplies. Surprisingly, they were both terrific at the store. They raced around getting the produce and weighing it. Maceo read out the list, at times butchering words like "Yukon" and "celery", but keeping us on track. Cassius liked putting the produce in the scale and having me guess how much things weighed. We were lucky enogh to be there early and so we scored one of those grocery carts with two seats for the boys. Cassius soon abandoned his seat to help pull and push the cart while Maceo surveyed everything from his kingly perch. At the checkout lane, we were pleasantly surprised to bump into an old neighbor from Newton St, Greg! He was there with his infant son Emmett, so I told him to look into the book about Emmett the pig which we once gave my cousin Emmett when he was little.

This was a good book!

From the store, we came home and put everything away. For some reason, the boys retired to their rooms and just quietly played, allowing me to do some laundry and work on the bike shed! After lunch was the main event: Pokemon class for Maceo! Cassius had wanted to go, but once we got there, I was very happy we hadn't signed him up. He does a good job of "reading" the cards and can almost convince someone he knows what he is doing, but the woman at the store made Maceo read the card, and then she asked him several pointed math questions, and Cassius would certainly have failed. Maceo went into the room, and Cassius and I joined up with our friend Siri, whose son Wesley was also taking the class.

Can you see Maceo and Wesley humiliated by some dorky dad photographer?

Wesley's little brother Theo is the same age as Cassius and he was there, so we all went walking through Eastern Market and off to a playground to kill time for the two. hour. class.

And kill it we did!

And almost killed kids, too.

We have a system by which the boys can earn pompoms for good behavior, and when they get 50, they can trade them in for $10. Cassius blows through his while Maceo hoards his. Back at the store, Cassius cashed in his good behavior pompoms and bought some alien/space ship trading cards and Maceo bought a boatload of Pokemon cards with his pompoms.

Cassius and Theo examining the Legos choices.

Young capitalist consumers checking out the hands-on display.

From there, we went to a local brewery (kids at a brewery!), but it was packed with damn gentrifiers so we left early to come home for quiet time. Mostly for me, but the boys need "me time", too.

Foosball is their favorite thing.