The Tale of the Shovel

At the beginning of January, Christopher and I were driving through our neighborhood and someone still had their Christmas lights on. He said, "It's Christmas again, now I can get a shovel."  And then it began ...



Christopher begging for a shovel all the time. It was pretty amusing. But, all he would talk about is how he wanted a shovel.




So, after a morning when I was running late and rushing the kids around, I realized Christopher was being such a great helper and good listener.  I decided I wanted to do something to make him happy. I immediately thought it was time to go on a shovel hunt.




A couple of weeks passed and we had not found the shovel.  So we took a family trip to Home Depot and found Christopher a shovel. I wish I would have had my phone ready to capture the excitement and dance Christopher did when he found his perfectly sized, red shovel.



The day was made even better because we had got just enough snow the night before for him to shovel. And boy did he shovel. He was such a big help ...




To his Mom, as we shoveled together. Now, he has stated a watch would make him really happy and that he really, really, really, really wants a skateboard for his birthday.  I think I have unleashed a monster :)