Saturday, October 16, 2004

Jamie and a story

Jamie was here on Friday night - seems he likes living at the youth shelter and only came to pick up some clothes. He also tells me that he has got himself a job with a roofing company and that's good as far as it goes but it's going to be far far too cold to do any roofing in about two weeks so I don't know what he'll be doing after that.

Anyways, I like Cathy at Domestic Psycology's idea about telling stories on the weekend so here are a couple about Jamie when he was little and cute.

When Jamie was about 3 he would follow me all over the house copying everything I did so he had toys to mimic that - his own little kitchen (I know it's a girl toy but he loved it so much), his own play vacuum etc. One night we had one of those vacuum demonstration guys in the house and he put baking soda on the carpet and then vacuumed it up to prove how great his vacuum was. Next morning we get up and can hear Jamie happily vacuuming away with his toy vacuum. We come downstairs and there is white stuff all over the living room carpet and Jamie is trying to vacuum it up. He had taken the container of Old Dutch (kinda like Ajax or Comet) sprinkled it all over and was trying to vacuum it up with his toy vacuum like the man did last night. Such a helpful boy. lol.

One morning Potsie made pancakes for breakfast and Jamie was allowed to help by stiring the pancake mix in the bowl. Next morning, Jamie is up with birds and decides to make mommy and daddy breakfast. He decided to make us pancakes so he got a bowl, spoon and pancake mix and sat on the floor to mix it up. He was getting very frustrated by the time we came downstairs because the mix wouldn't stay in the bowl - seems Jamie was stiring the mix in a collander.

2 comments:

Kristal said...

Roofing... scary! Mike's nephew got a job working with a roofing company a couple of weeks ago. He is a young kid that bounces from job to job. Not very responsible. Anyway, he was messing around and ended up getting burned. The tar spilled down one side of his body. He will be scarred for life. Tell Jamie to BE CAREFUL!

Cathy said...

Great story!! I think the batter in the colander is a metaphor for life. :)