Playing with gadgets, flashlights, hex keys and wire cutters; you buzzed around the store and couldn't get enough. As we left you announced, "I know what I want for my birthday! Tools!"
I laughed.
I bought Daddy a drone this year and he needed a screwdriver. You happily ran to your very own tool box daddy gave you with your very own tools that Grandpa Baskall gave you and offered up your tool. It was too big so you ran back and got daddy a smaller one. You were so proud he used YOUR own tools.
I have said it before but I'll say it again, you're a Baskall! LOL. My brother, your Uncle Jeff laughed at my stories of you and said proudly, "We got one!" He sees it too.
I was telling him the most recent story of camping. We were in a large campground, mostly alone, and a wind storm picked up. You said you wanted to go back to the trailer. You are only 5 so I was hesitant but said ok because there was hardly anyone there. Before you left, you told me you had staked down your chair so I didn't have to worry now! LOL Oh Jace, if you only knew your chair blowing away was the least of my worries. It was soo cute how practical you were though!
When we were looking for Father's Day gifts, you had great practical ideas! You knew Daddy needed a larger generator to run the AC in the trailer, but I told you it was too expensive. You then said he needed a new hand towel holder for the trailer and strap to hold one of the doors. I told you that was a great idea but that I thought daddy would want a drone.
You stopped in your tracks and said,
"But...daddy doesn't NEED a drone. He NEEDS a hand towel holder and strap for the door."
I couldn't help but laugh. Man, are you a Baskall. Daddy hates buying me practical gifts because he says they aren't fun, but he doesn't realize I genuinely LOVE getting practical gifts!! He doesn't get that things I need ARE things I want! haha. It looks like you are the same way!
I couldn't totally NOT be a Baskall for Father's Day so I said he needed new shorts too and went to the men's section. I was looking at plaid nice shorts but you ran to the basketball shorts and said, "No he needs these because he got oil on his and they stained (true story)." I was like,
"Oh yeah you're right and he loves these." I made sure to get ones with pockets before you said,
"Mom, I'm just a little concerned about the pockets because his phone could fall out." I pointed to a zippered pocket on the side and you were satisfied. You are just the best! Oh how I love you.
The icing on the cake happened Father's Day at Grandpa and Grandma Baskall's House. It was raining and we had the dogs because we were packed up for Adam's Camp. Our dog Sahara was afraid of rain and would run away when she heard thunder, so daddy put her in his truck. A few minutes later you came out to the family room with Sahara and announced that she had jumped out of the truck. Relieved you had found her I asked her how you knew and you said,
"Oh the neighbor rang the doorbell (all of us didn't hear) and asked if this was our dog because he saw her jump out of the truck. I told him thank you and I would tell my dad to roll his windows up."
My sister, your Aunt Kris started laughing. You handled that like a man and you are FIVE!!! She looked at you proudly and said, "You are such an old soul."
I'm so proud of you little dude. Here's a picture from Adam's Camp that same day just for fun and to prove you really are just a little boy still. You love it there.
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