Rain, Guns and What?

Friday night we ate at an old haunt in Manitowoc, Marretti's deli. The food was good, not that the kids noticed but I thought the three entrees we ordered were quite fine. Saturday morning consisted of monkey bread and realizing we need to go to plan B. If life gives you rain then head to EC, the weather is still crappy but at least you can get a snack bag from grandma. That was the story for this weekend, our only indoor plans were to get soccer cleats for the upcoming season and I figured we could do that in EC just as easily as GB. Grandma and Grandpa were pretty glad to see the kids, themselves figuring it was better than hanging out in the cold, wind and rain. We did set up the camper and get the winter aired out of it. Merrick and Grandpa were able to shoot the BB gun on Saturday, an activity that was also required on Sunday when we got home. Between the two of them they were able to put a serious hurt on a coke can. Meanwhile Sophia and grandma were off putting the hurt on retail, as Sophia was able to drag Grandma around the stores to buy clothes. Grandma concluded that she was a pretty serious shopper. The two of them did find some very nice clothes including some lacy socks for Sophia. The drive home was a continuation of the kid's game of "you own it." This game apparently consists of asking "Hey, Dad?" until I say "What," at which point they laugh and giggle at me and holler in unison "You, own it." I am then stuck with the word "what" until I can trick them into saying "what". Revenge being a dish that is best served cold, I would tend to wait until they had long lost interest in the game and then make them own it. This of course just leads to another round of the game, but I didn't want to own it. We headed out of EC early with the camper in tow and a bag of cinnamon rolls. It was naps for everyone when we got home and then dried out the camper from Saturday's rain and got it all set up for a summer of camping. Sophia had a couple of neighborhood boys come over and play. 90 minutes, one bloody nose, four happy kids while I cut the grass equals good entertainment for all. Merrick did get to try his new soccer cleats as well and he thought he was much faster in them than his non-soccer shoes. Sophia's cleats of course have a of a touch of pink. We will see how those work on Tuesday night.