Nate’s brother and sisters are like celebrities to him. His hobby this Christmas is watching the kids chase each other as I warn them that “someone is GOING to get hurt!” Ironically the other game Sam and Ellie like to play is EMERGENCY 911!. The bumping of heads is just a chance to start this game, where they run for an old vet kit of Catie’s and bandage up the hurt person–and various animals in the Nativity scene.
Wait. I was talking about how Nate wants blonde hair.
So, his blonde Mommy is his milk supply. And he’s got all these other blondies entertaining him with vet sets and screaming about sheep and their emergencies.
It’s made him impartial to blondes.
He’s in luck. All our kids went through a similar hair evolution. First dark peach fuzz. Then no hair. For three years. Then wispy white-blonde hair.
So Nate has only until pre-school before he looks like these kids who run past him every few seconds.
I’m guessing he’ll be playing the games. Even before he’s a blonde.
