Nate was full of unexpected kindness this weekend.

Nate was full of unexpected kindness this weekend.

Friday, we were enjoying time with the neighbours on their patio. I told Nate it was time to leave and started gathering our stuff. When I looked up, Nate was nowhere to be seen. We eventually found him inside the neighbours house cleaning up the toy he had been playing with. He told us later he had trouble finding the room (he had never been upstairs in their house, but he did manage to find the right place to put the toy by finding the spot for similar toys).

Saturday, I was working in the basement with my Dad and Nate, and I cut myself. As I was upstairs (2nd floor) putting on a bandaid when I heard somebody coming up the stairs. Then a small voice, "Dad are you okay?"

"Yes, Nate, I'm fine."

"I was just checking if you were alright. It's good to check on people when they get hurt."

"Thanks, Nate."

Sunday, Sara's helping Nate with something in the kitchen. Meanwhile, James starts running from the living room, runs right through the dining room, comes to a quick stop in the kitchen doorway and throws a toy with all his might at Nate and Sara and takes off. James gets admonished. Once Nate's done in the kitchen he starts searching around the house until he finds a ball and gives it to James. "Here you go, James. Here is something you can throw."

Fun at the beach.

Fun at the beach.

Just because post.

Just because post.

Brilliant. The commentary is great.

Brilliant. The commentary is great.
http://kottke.org/12/07/what-cricket-looks-like-to-americans

Nate was having a night snack.

Nate was having a night snack.
"Nate, I put a surprise in your yogurt."
"Is it milk?"
"No, it's round and purple."
Nate now excited, "Is it olives?"
"No, it's grapes."
Dissapointed, "oh."

Brothers in a box.

Brothers in a box.

MoCAT: the Musuem of Contemporary Art Trash

http://kottke.org/12/07/mocat-the-musuem-of-contemporary-art-trash

Sara and I were sitting in our room waiting for the kids to fall asleep, when I hear Nate singing all the way from...

Sara and I were sitting in our room waiting for the kids to fall asleep, when I hear Nate singing all the way from in the boys' room. I'm about to go in and tell him to be quiet when I finally make out what he's singing, "I need to be quiet, sooooooo verrrrrry quiiiiiet, so my brother can fall asleeeeeeep, and doesn't waaaaaake uuuuup......"

Me, "Nate, I'm telling you to go to your room right now!"

Me, "Nate, I'm telling you to go to your room right now!"
Nate, "No, I'm going to go to James' room!"
(it's the same room)