We woke up to freezing temps and snow, and decided it was a bad day for me to take him to the Cat Preserve. So, we did the traditional breakfast at Mimi's and then he and I took off.
We ended up shopping for shoes (because the dog ate his), and then we headed to a movie. I gave him a choice between miniature golf and seeing a movie and he chose the movie. Cuz movies are a Very Rare Treat. How To Tame Your Dragon was playing and I had read reviews that left me feeling like I wouldn't be kicking myself for the next 3 months if I took the boy to see it.
The movie had some good points and I actually didn't hate it. There were a few things to discuss when it was over, but it was really a lot of fun.
Earlier in the morning, his friend Everett had given him a knife with a 3in blade. Everett bought it with his own money and presented it to Eli at church. Eli is beyond thrilled with the knife (yes, this is relevant!), and after the movie we stopped in this little candy shop where Eli picked out Spree in a little plastic bottle. We were going to sit at a table outside, and before I even had my chair pulled out I see Eli wiping blood on his pants and trying to look nonchalant.
He had whipped out his knife to open the bottle and sliced into his finger. You should have seen the eyes on that guy behind the counter in the candy store. Eli had just been telling him that he was turning 8 today, and now I'm back in asking for napkins because he cut himself with his knife. "His knife!," he sputters, all bug-eyed. It made me wonder what he would have said if I told him about buying bullets for a friends son on his 8th birthday. Or was he 7?
3 minutes later the guy is at our table with a big first-aid kit to bandage Eli's finger, while customers wait in the store. He was very concerned. I know he wanted to report me to the Hover Parent Police.
Home to a delicious dinner of burgers grilled on our new bar-b-que, and root beer floats for dessert.
Happy Birthday Eli! We love you so.
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