Sunday

This morning I was doing my makeup while Grace was in the bathroom. She was singing and talking to herself, like always.  This mornings song went like this, "I love the porta-potty, the porta-potty, the porta-potty. They are so handy when you have to pee.  They even shrink down so you can pee, so you can pee, so you can pee."
She makes me laugh. Daily.

Preschool, kindergarten, and now...1st GRADE!

So school has been in for a month. I am very behind.
  Grace LOVES school. She loves her teacher, she loves having two recesses, she loves eating lunch in the caferteria, she loves going to school all day long. She is a happy girl.
She is reading better already, she loves math, what a fun year so far!
She is starting to discover why having girlfriends is nice. She loves to play with her best friend Will, but it is becoming more and more often that they can't agree on what they want to play. He wants to play ninjago, or draw race cars, and she wants to play babies, or house. This friendship that has been going on for three years now might be dissolving by fault. Gender differences. Gotta love them!

 Grace is working on sounding out words now. That has proved to be an adventure for both mom and dad. Sometimes we can't quite make out the words she is trying to spell, other times we wonder if we need to wash her mouth out with soap for the words she has written down, only to find out what the word is supposed to say. This has been humorous.  Today she wrote down what she wanted for dinner. We have "wooflls" and "Frishtust" or waffles and french toast. I love this part of the learning experience. She will look back one day and get a kick out of how she spelled things. Jake and I both got a really, really, long laugh out of her spelling last week. She made two gift certificates for Jake while I was at school. She wrote them out herself, made an envelope for them herself, and gave them to Dad. Jake, nearly fell over when he read them.
1st one- "I will wrck Dad."
2nd one- "Gifsrtfuckit snuggling"
Yep, my baby spelled the "f" bomb. I laughed until I cried. Jake wants to frame them. They are the most precious things ever.
Sweet Gracie girl, you make us laugh. You are a character for sure!

Change is good-

My Sweet little Piglet chopped off her locks.  Jake and I are still both in shock.  I love it! She looks so cute and sassy with her new haircut.  Jake is having a hard time letting go of his baby growing up.  She does look so much older. 

Ok, to catch up my my Piglet's life.  She finished kindergarten. Done. Off to first grade this fall. She is one lucky girl, she has Mrs. Cummings for a teacher. Grace couldn't be happier.  Grace is loving summer right now. Sprinklers, water balloons, otter pops, warm sidewalks, sleeping in, watching cartoons in the morning, falling asleep in her sleeping bag on the patio, playing t-ball, jumping on the tramp with her BFF Will, pretty much playing non-stop.  And we are only two weeks into summer.  Life is good.  In three weeks Grace and I get to hitch a ride with Grandma and Grandpa out to Missouri for a couple of days to see Mark and Michaela and the kids. WooHoo!  This is already an awesome summer.
I love my sweet girl! She is so funny, sensitive, spunky, crazy, and a light in her parents life.

Thank you Daddy...

Last year Jake taught Grace the word "defecate", not only that, but how to use it in a sentence.  She has been very proficient in her use of the word for quite sometime. A couple of weeks ago she took it to a whole new level.  While leaving church our home teacher asked if he could come over. His wife's name is Katie. Grace is listening to my conversation and starts talking to herself. Pretty soon she is singing "defe-katie".  I of course thought it was super funny and told her she should let her dad hear her witty nick-name.  She tells him when we get home, the story ends, we thought.  Mitch, the home teacher comes over and we have a great visit.  Grace will not say two words to him but right as he is walking down the sidewalk Grace pipes up with, "Mitch, I have a new nick-name for Katie."  Jake is already red. Grace momentarily is unable to remember the name. Jake is trying to shoo Grace back in the house before she remembers again. I am already in the kitchen laughing so hard I am having trouble breathing. Mitch is almost to his car when Grace shouts, "I remember now! Ms. Defe-Katie!" Jake is BRIGHT. RED. I am hyperventilating on the floor. Then the kicker. Jake tries to smooth things over by playing dumb. "Grace, where did you learn that!?!" She turns to him and says, "From you daddy!"  Jake found me on the floor in my almost hyperventilated state and was of no help because he too was laughing.  Grace was looking at us like we were crazy. It was a good day.  I don't know that Ms. Defe-Katie likes her new name. But in all honesty, it was totally Grace's doing. Once she was taught the word. Pretty witty for a six year old.

Six years old and wise beyond years.

My sweet baby turned six. Where in the world has the time gone? She received SO many birthday calls. She was a little overwhelmed and had no idea how to handle it.
We kept things pretty low key, no party, no big hoopla, just a family dinner and a few presents. I told her she could choose anything she wanted for dinner. Texas Roadhouse came up, I was excited, but then, the ultimate letdown. She choose Manwich and chips. Seriously. Nasty. But, that is what her heart was set on, so that is what she got. She also choose a lemon cake with pudding and cream cheese. Dad was not impressed. She and I were the only ones who ate any of it. It wasn't that bad actually.
  Today while at the grocery store she needed a drink. While standing at the water fountain she said, "Holy cow! Being six makes it so much harder to drink out of this baby water fountain." Apparently she had some HUGE growth spurt between Monday the 23rd, and today the 28th. Turning six will do that to you folks. Watch out. She also had to pull out all of her "six year old clothes" she keeps in a tupperware under her bed.
She is cutie.
Welcome to the age of six Ms. Grace Perkins!!

Analogies of a Five year old-

Tonight while tucking Grace into bed she said, "Do you remember how badly I wanted my pillow pet last year? I wanted it SOOOO bad! How badly I wanted it, that is how mean I feel you are being towards me. You ALWAYS make me do chores."  Other than the part about me being mean, that is a pretty good way to describe her feelings! I was pleasantly surprised with her ability to get her point across. We had a really good talk about the fact that we will ALWAYS have chores to do. We walked through what would happen if we stopped washing dishes, doing laundry, vacuuming, etc.  She got the point quickly. She realized it is less painful to take 15 minutes and do the laundry then to go to school naked.  That is never fun!
I can't believe my baby is going to be six soon. She is growing up so quickly. I am amazed by her maturity some days, and frustrated by it others. This life is definitely a learning process.
I love my sweet Gracie Aryn.

Christmas time is on the horizon-

For those of you that have heard of "Elf on the Shelf", get this...Gracie's friend has the elf at his house and asked Grace where her elf was.  Well, I had every intention of getting said elf while shopping the other day, but I forgot. Heber is too small of a town to have this cute book, so I did what any desperate mom would do. I improvised. Big time.  I concocted a letter from "Roofus". And who is Roofus you ask, he would be a small monkey from the North Pole. Santa sends him out when all of his elves are busy. So far, so good. Roofus returns to the North Pole every night to report on how Grace has done for the day. Grace is slightly freaked out by this little monkey watching her all the time, but on the other hand, she loves it! She wakes up first thing and runs around the house looking for him. So far she has caught him in the fridge eating Jake's pie, climbing the vines over the kitchen table, and roosting in our other plant. Tonight, he will be hiding in one of many balloons which I will blow up and place around the house. We will see how that goes:)

Grace for the past month and a half probably has been talking about a boy in her class named Austin.  From the way she talks about him you would think they spend all of class talking. Turns out, he doesn't even sit at her table. She just really likes him. I don't know that I would mark this up as anything, but when Daddy asks her about him, she turns red and won't talk. Pretty funny.

Funny Grace-ism for the day "Mom, have you laughed today?" While holding out a laughing cow cheese. Needless to say, I laughed.

Welcome to Kindergarten-

My baby started kindergarten.  I almost cried. She, on the other hand, was just fine. When I gave her a hug before leaving, she grabbed Hudson (the baby I've been watching since April) and says, "It's ok Hudson. I'll be done really fast. You'll be ok. Sariah will watch you now." Apparently Grace has been the one babysitting, I've just been an innocent bystander. Good to know:) When I picked Grace up from kindergarten, she was all smiles. It was "the funnest thing in the whole wide world." Oh, and my personal favorite, "I had such a great time mom, I didn't even have time to think about you one bit." Sweet.  I guess that is a good thing. According to Grace, Bryson cried for his mom two days in a row. She was perplexed that somebody would cry over such a simple thing as attending school. She has friends from church in her class, and a friend from last years preschool so she is doing great.  One of her friends is a sweet little girl named Emmaline or Emmy.  She and Grace are now bosom buddies. It will  be interesting to see if Gracie's likes and dislikes change now that she will have a chance to play with girls.  Right now she likes hotwheels, the color blue, mud, big trucks, police cars, firetrucks, playing 'cops n' robbers', and playing babies.

This week both Jake and I have been super clingy with Grace. Both of us wanting to hold her and snuggle any chance we get. Grace was up at 6:29 a.m. Tuesday morning to get ready for school. Jake was late for work because he was just holding her on his lap, kissing her head, and looking....dare I say, misty-eyed.  The crazy thing about being emotional due to this change in our life, school is only two and a half hours! It is so short! I am not complaining, it just seems crazy.

On to other news--well there really isn't any other news. Grace is our life. We love our sweet, crazy, backtalkin',  procrastinating, "I can do it myself-and better than you", monkey hugging, best snuggler, Pink Panther lovin,  daughter.  There you have it.

Things that make me go Hhhhmmmmm-

Pretty much everything that come out of my sweet Gracie's face makes me go "Hhhhmmmm"  Jake told me today that we need to get her checked out. Jake and I were trying to take a nap while Grace was on my laptop with the headphones on. Jake and I would just doze off when Grace would randomly shout something like, "Ms. McGuilicutty!! Yellow. AAAAAAHHHHHhhhh!" Seriously. She is something:)

I know I posted this on FB but I need to write it here for posterity! This week Grace and I had to run to Kamas on an errand. The errand took all of five minutes but we wanted to spend a little more time there so we went to the park, a new thrift store, and a few other places. Grace informed me that she was in dire need of using the bathroom. By this time it was around lunch so we decided to go to the deli at the grocery store. While we were waiting for a bathroom stall to open up Grace is jumping around, doing the bum clutch, she was having a REALLY hard time waiting. This little old lady finally shuffles out of the stall and Grace is in there in seconds. As soon as she sits down, she sighs, clasps her hands together and says, "Thank you dear Lord, I nearly pooped my pants." I, nearly choked. Not from the fumes from the previous occupant of the stall, but from laughter.
I never really know what to expect out of Gracie's mouth.

She is so excited for kindergarten to start. I am not. She has been my little sidekick since she was born and it feels all wrong to have her gone 5 days a week. She is a little social butterfly so it will be no big deal for her. I have the feeling though that I will be hearing from the teacher quite frequently. Being quiet is not one of her strong points. She does come by being a "Chatty Kathy" honestly. I was looking through Jake's report cards from grade school, on all of them the teachers wrote, "Jake's penmanship is improving, he needs to work on not talking to his neighbors." Or something along those lines.

This coming week will be our last full week with just the two of us before we both go back to school. I think we are going to go to the lake, park, Dairy Keen, bike rides, and maybe just watch cartoons late one night. Come join us if you'd like!

Summertime Fun

This summer has been full of fun adventures. Bike rides, playing in the sprinklers, going for walks, fires in the mountains, pretty much we have been spoiled. I love living here in Heber. When Grace and I go out in the morning and there are hot air balloons flying around, the mountains are so green, and the sky is so blue, we just fall in love all over again with this beautiful valley. And that is what gets me through 9 months of winter!

Grace has been in her usual character; saying crazy things, doing crazy things, crying about crazy things, pretty much we would go crazy without her. She is a handful, but such a cute handful if I do say so myself! The current habit I am trying to break with Grace is this..."Hey Woman, aren't you going to feed me today? It is 1100:00 o'clock and I am starving." (or) "Let's go Woman."  Grace's wonderful father called me woman, I told him not to, so now Grace does. Thank you Daddy.

Another thing that Grace is into right now is babies. Playing babies. She has four different boys that she plays this game with. From what I have observed this game is played by one of the boys being the "daddy" and Grace plays the "baby". Which means, the daddy has to go to work, fix stuff around the house, and she, as "baby" has to lay around and cry or be fed. The game does have various alterations where they bring an actual baby doll to play the role of "baby" and she and boy-toy play the roles of father and mother. I have heard each of these four boys tell her that they need to finish their game.  Funny thing about this game...it never ends! While I have watched her play this game, I have come to a startling discovery; Grace is bossy. (I say startling because it sounds better, but if you recall, she does call me Woman and demand things.) I better lay the smack down before this gets out of control!

Always with the titles...not my favorite.

It started with Uncle Lee coming...ok, that is not totally true. It escalated with Uncle Lee coming. Grace is completely obsessed with poop. She wants to talk about it, sing songs about it, call people strange names involving it. I hear more about poop in a day than any mother (of a daughter) should. She and her best friend Will make up ridiculously silly ryhmes about poop. Well, I guess she went to far.  On Tuesday when she came home from school she told me she wouldn't be getting a turn at helping hands in preschool. I assumed it was because she had had a turn that day. Big mistake. Ms. Katie told me today that she didn't get a turn due to her "potty language".  Some kid ratted her out for saying poop. Better to hear her say poop than what she said to Jake and I on Sunday. That conversation went like this; Me, "Grace, would you like strawberries and cottage cheese for lunch? Grace: "Mom, I want sliced strawberries but I don't want your DAMN cottage cheese!" I bawled my eyes out I was laughing so hard. Methinks this is not a great way to discourage your kid to NOT do something:) Oh well. Being a mom doesn't come with a handbook. It is a learning process. Some days I get better grades than others. So now Grace is trying really hard not to talk about, sing about, or make up names about poop. 
Even with all my sweet Gracie's talk about poop, I love that kid.  Where would I be without her? She makes Jake and I laugh so hard. She is a live wire. Yesterday while I was cleaning the bathroom, she went downstairs, got some of Jake's tools and took a part her piano. Completely dissasembled it. That girl needs her own tool bag and something cheap she can destroy with no strings attached.  
Sometimes it may seem that I only blog about Grace because she has done something crazy and that is why I go so long in between posts...I am just waiting for her to act. Ha HA! What a joke. That girl never stops. For instance, three days ago she drew measles in semi-permanent marker or her friends face. Yep. All over his cute little face were little red dots. And the grin on her face could've melted your heart. 
All in all, I live with a crazy, cute, loveable, poop lovin, 5 year old that makes me smile:)

Questions from a Pirate-

"Mom, do pirates wipe their bums?  Do they poop over the ships railing?  Do pirates buckle up in the car?  Do pirates like chicken nuggets?  Do pirates always hide their treasures?  Do pirates like traffic?  Mom, what do pirates say when they get hurt?  Do they say 'Ahoy Matey that hurts really bad'? "
This started at 3:30 and ended at 7:30 p.m.
Happy Birthday Ellery!! Grace loved your pirate party! I can't believe that you are already 5 years old.  Time flies by like a swashbuckling pirate:)

Sometimes it is easier to talk about the one you love....while they are sleeping!

Grace has done it.  She has hit the "terrible two's".  I am so excited! :( She is only 2, wait according to her, 2 and a half years late.  She has been the ultimate skunk lately. It would be funny if it wasn't so stinkin constant!  (It is 2:19 a.m. as I write this, bear with me.)
It started out funny.  I'm on the phone with my nieghbor when Grace comes to sit on my lap.  No biggie, she usually does this.  Only today she decides it would be funny if she repeats EVERYTHING I say.  Okay, this is cute.  We laugh, all is well.  Then she won't stop! Aaauggghhh.  Not so funny anymore. 
Now we have moved onto asking 5 billion questions about everything.  Example: "Mom, where is hell? Why does Satan live there? What does 'live' mean?  Mom, um, do you, um, Mom, now, where was hell again?"  
And then there is my personal favorite.  Ask me a question and then tell me I'm wrong.
Grace- "Mom, what are bees doing to the flowers?" Me- "They are pollinating the flowers."  Grace- "No they are not.  Ms. Katie told me they are just resting on them." 
Me- "If you know the answer to the question, then why the HELL heck did you ask me?" (This part of the conversation usually is only said in my head.) 
But....my skunk daughter has another side.  Which I absolutely LOVE!  (I love this side, it just takes a lot of patience.  Some days I have more than others:) 
When I pick her up from preschool and she says, "Mom, I missed your guts right out of you! How was class? What did you do?"  Then, she just melts my heart.  
She is "Amazing Grace"  I never know what she is going to say or do.  Like sing to everyone in Smith's while grocery shopping.  I am sure that all the shoppers enjoy hearing "Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints" belted out opera style while they are shopping.  
My sweet Piglet can always make me smile!  

Holy Smokes!

What a crazy week with my little/big girl.  She seems to be growing in leaps and bounds this week.  She is making me laugh like crazy:) The week started with her learning how to snap her fingers, then she moved on to tying her shoes by herself, then she took her training wheels off (again) by herself and within one minute of me trying to hold on the back of her seat she was off on her own.  She is now riding a two-wheeler. What a huge week of kid milestones!  She is so excited that she is just grinning from ear to ear. Can't blame the kid. I feel the same way. 
Last Sunday morning, she and Jake were lying in bed and Jake asked Gracie if she could go anywhere in the world, where would she go? She responds without any hesitation; "San Diego of course." When I asked her why she said "Because whenever we leave Tom and Monique's house they always say 'bye, come back and visit soon.' So that is why I wanna go back there Mom."  Makes perfect sense. 
With such a big week for her it seems a shame to end the week with her being sick. Poor thing has a fever, headache, etc...Bladder infection again I believe. No fun.

Questions-

Why? Do you know that I hate that small word! It sounds so innocent. Before I had a child I thought it was cute when I would hear other youngsters ask this question.  I love hearing Gracie tell stories. I love hearing Gracie telling me about her day. I love so much about Grace. I am not so fond of the never-ending questions though!  "Why can't I blow bubbles in my milk?"  "Why are the ants climbing up that little boy and biting him?" "Why did Will take his toy away from me?"  "Why are you rolling your eyes at me?" "Why can't I eat cookies for breakfast?"  "Why does Kenny drink so much beer? (the neighbor)"  "Why is that car green?"
"Why are you smashing your head agaisnt the wall?"  Or, what I am listening to now. "Sariah, can we go downstairs? Can we? Right now? Can we? I wanna go downstairs. Can WE? Downstairs would be fun. I wanna go down there."  Breath. "How bout now?" That conversation takes place in about 2.4 seconds. My mind does not work that fast!
Thank goodness for water balloons. "What? I didn't hear you! Splat! Oh, you wanna know why I just threw that water balloon at you? Why? Why? Because I can."
The end.

~Father's Day~

Happy Father's Day!
I am so grateful to have such a wonderful husband who is an incredible father. He is such an amazing dad. He inspires me to be more patient with Grace. I am so glad that I married him!  For father's day this year, Gracie and I had our pictures taken to give to Jake. He has no pics of just the two of us.  Grace and I had a great time having Aunt Faith do our little photo shoot. And Aunt Jack-Attack was kind enough to get us ready for them. I am surrounded by goodness! So, these are for you Jake--

Of course, a post wouldn't be complete without a Gracie story...
While standing in the bathroom getting ready for the day, Grace walks up behind me and puts her hands on the back of my shirt and starts shaking my back. This is how that ended--Grace "UUhh, how come you have a back like that and I don't? Me-"A back like what?" Grace- "How come your back is all boingy and mine is just flat? That is not fair."  Me-"Gracie, this back took a lot of hard work.  Do you have any idea of how much cake, cookies, milkshakes, and chocolate I had to eat to get my back like that?!" 
Leave it to Grace to point out that I have a "boingy" back. Good thing it came across as a compliment:)

*Rexburg*

Last weekend Gracie and I drove up to Rexburg, Idaho with my parents.  What a great trip! Grace was so excited to see her Aunt Hope:) She loves that girl. Grace played with her cute little cousins Stratton and Jesse the entire time. They played so well together. It was such an amazing weekend just for that reason alone.  There was no crying, whining, hittting, biting, etc...They just played, and played, and then played some more. Amazing that three four year olds can play that well together.  When we left Rexburg Grace bawled her little eyes out.  She was so sad to be leaving her cousins:( Poor thing. 

Okay, as I sit typing this Gracie is running around talking to herself and snatching tools out of Jake's shop to work on her dump truck.  As she is 'working' on her dump truck she keeps repeating "This jalopy is falling apart!" And, "you break it, you buy it!" Thank you Uncle Chad for buying Jake the first season of "Small Wonder".  Grace is now hooked:)

Before I forget--

On Sunday Gracie was having a tough day.  Up too early that morning, up way too late the night before...you get the idea. She was pooped.  I was trying to get her to calm down and relax so she would fall asleep.
Here is a glimpse into our evening; Me, "Grace, you need to say your prayers." Grace; " Dear Heavenly Father, I am thankful for this beautiful day. And I am thankful for NOTHING. Amen." She was pretty cranky. Then it was, "No Gracie, we cannot read Olivia saves the circus. We already read our bedtime books. I will be glad to read that to you in the morning when you are not so tired." Grace, "I am not tired Mom!" Me "Okay Grace, you are not tired, but it is bed time. So close your eyes and I will tickle your back."  I started tickling her back and thinking about our day.  It felt like the whole day was filled with me saying "No Grace. We can't do that because... Or, No Grace, don't do that."  As I was tickling her back I just started telling her little things. Me, "Grace, you are so good at so many things.  I can't believe how fast you are on your bike. You are so good at sharing your toys.  You were so reverent for at least five minutes in church today (not consecutive mind you!). You are so good at giving hugs." No response from Gracie.  "Sniff, sniff. I have a bugger in my nose, can I go get a tissue?" She comes back into her room and lays back down. Two seconds later she is BAWLING. When I asked her what was wrong she said; "I, I, you, well, that was just so nice of you to say that I am good at ttthhinngs!! WahWah!" And the dam broke. It was bad enough to pull Dad out of the basement at top speed. He comes rushing into her bedroom thinking I was beating his princess.  When Jake asked her what was wrong she said, "Nothing." That's it. She was not about to bother trying to explain this outburst to a man! Even if that man was her Daddy. Jake left the room very disappointed:(  We tried the bedtime routine again. Tickle back, take a deep breath, and she was asleep.

Moving on.  The other day Piglet asked me to take her training wheels off of the princess bike. I said no. I told her to ask Dad when he got home. Gracie asked Dad, he said no. (Last time we took her training wheels off, she wanted them back on in about an hour.)  Jake and I were talking when Gracie disappeared downstairs.  She walked up the stairs and straight out the back door.  Jake asked me what I thought she was doing. I told him I was pretty sure she was trying to take her training wheels off herself. Why did I think this? Because if somebody had told me they wouldn't help me, then by dang...I'll do it myself. Sure 'nough. Jake said, do you think she really could have found the right wrench out of my huge drawer of wrenches. Yep. By the time we got out the door (maybe four minutes) she had already taken off one of her training wheels.  Mom's determination, and Dad's mechanical ability. We are in for a long ride!

Yesterday~~"Mom, Dad and I are sick of hearing you chattin your head off on the phone. We are going for a bike ride. Dad's riding his motorcycle. I'm riding my princess bike. Bye, I love you."

And that, is a glimpse into the life of my 4 year old!

10:24 p.m.

10:24 p.m. Gracie lying in between Jake and I in bed with her arms folded across her chest. "Well guys, what are we going to do today?"  Me- "We are going to bed Grace."  Grace- "Well that doesn't sound like much fun."
10:26 p.m. Grace-"ZZzzzzzzz"  And she is out!

So after being called a "syphilis donut" by Grace the other day, and then laughing hysterically afterwards, she is now trying to concoct new outlandish names to call me so she can make me laugh more.  She is also asking me strange questions such as; "Do you have gonads Mom?"  "Nope Grace, I wasn't standing in the gonad line in heaven, missed that one completely. Thanks for asking though." 

Two days ago Grace was standing right in front of my face with her hands clear down the back of her pants scratching her hiney (a.k.a. her butt).  When I told her to get her hands out of her pants she replied "But my hiney is just so darn itchy. This is the itchiest hiney day ever." Good to know Grace.

I realize how totally random this post is.  But then, so is Gracie. I am sure that like my own thoughts, the things she says are somehow connected and make sense. They just don't come out that way!

Mom--

"Mom, stick your tongue in my baby's mouth.  It tastes so good. You will love it. Tastes just like applesauce. Yummy. Can I have some applesauce please mom?"
This girl is so funny! I may be a tad bit biased, but she really does crack me up:)

Well, my sweet husband turned 33 on Wednesday.  My Dad turned 54 on Wednesday.  My sister graduated from BYU yesterday. And another sister turns 22 today. My nephew turned 5 on Monday. Oh, and Mom and Dad are on their first official vacation. Cancun, all expenses paid. It has been a busy week! But a fun week. It is always fun to get together with family and hang out.  In two weeks the family is going to Moab to camp, four wheel, and eat. I'm so excited! 

Okay, on Jake's birthday...I totally blew it. I was the lamest wife ever. Hands down. The only thing I bought him was a pair of jeans. Lame. So on Thursday I went and bought him a 1/8 scale r.c. car.  Since he hasn't stopped talking about it, I think he likes it!