real wood toolbox

With the continuing fascination with tools comes the desire for a “real wood toolbox”.  Not the toy variety, oh no. 

 

We were at Home Depot the other day (aka “the man store” as Lance calls it) and they had those demonstration desks near the front of the store.  There just so happened to be a little kid workshop that they were advertising for – you guessed it – a real wooden toolbox was on the table. 

 

Alex begged and pleaded – he NEEDED it for his tools.  He WANTED it for his tools, he wasn’t leaving without it! 

 

So, Lance promised that they would make him his own “real wood toolbox” and that is just what they did this weekend.

 

I have to ask him – can Mama take a picture with you and your new wood toolbox?  Yeah – he says.  I guess so.  He’s got his hand on his tape measurer – that is hook to his pants.  Are you done yet? 

 

So, then I have to ask – can you measure it for me?  I want to know how big it is.  So he gets out his tape measurer and measures it for me. 

 

Now – as Grandma Connie AND as Grandma Sandy said earlier – he’s ready for his “real” tools. 

 

What a great Dad to have made this for him.  Alex didn’t like all the noise of some of the tools but was content with his new passion – golfing with Daddy’s golf club and a “real” golf ball outside so that Daddy could do some of the loud work.    He helped some and golfed a lot.  He is very happy and proud of his new real toolbox – so much so – that he even took it to his bed and took a nap with it!

Winter beach day

Xmas ‘09 – a review

Alex started out with just wanting a big hammer like his Dad… then he realized he could ask for more and more (little did he know that his Dad was listening and got him EVERYTHING he asked for!).   We had a nice Christmas this year. 

 

A chainsaw like my Dad and Grandpa T.  so he can cut down trees.  This one is now banished to be an “outside toy”  to be “just like his Dad’s”.  Momma – why do you make all these rules?

What’s this monstrosity?  Oh – a Basketball hoop (so Daddy doesn’t have to stand and be the basketball hoop for hours on end)

Once those two presents were opened – it was all over.  Alex was so happy he didn’t need anything else.  We couldn’t rip the   basketball out of his hands!OK Mom – just one picture – but make it fast!  I have basketball to play!

 

Take a “nap” with Grandpa T.  Looks like Grandpa T. is checking up to make sure Alex is napping!

 

and if you thought that was enough – oh no!  Dad got him a Jeep!  Oh yes – a Jeep! 

And a visit by our neighbor – a sheriff!  “No officer – I wasn’t speeding on the road and I swear I have a license!”

 

We went to the park the day after Xmas and played real basketball with Dad being the lifter this time.  And then finally – on the 26th – Alex opened up a present from Mommy – a ukelele – aka a guitar to sing songs and make Moo-sic.  Here is Grandma Connie showing Alex how to play.