They happen in the theater, and sometimes they happen in real life.
Like when Little Guy hits a growth spurt and decides that a full meal every two hours between 10 pm and 6 am for a week straight is necessary to life.
There's not enough coffee in life for me to function well after that, let alone blog.
In the meantime, Mr. Dude has made a declaration:
"Look, Stephanie! Little Guy's first console will be a Nintendo Gameboy. I'm going to start showing him how to use it!"
Aren't they just the cutest?
Okay, okay, I'll confess my bias. I only think they're cute because they're mine. But you have to admit that it's cute to watch a munchkin and his daddy hanging out together.
Side note: Curious as to how Mr. Dude acquired a Nintendo Gameboy?
A friend of ours decided to have a "Hipster"-themed birthday party and posted this as the cover photo for the event:
|Source unknown. My apologies to wherever he downloaded this from!|
Mr. Dude saw the guy on the right and immediately yelled out, "That's awesome!"
A search on craigslist and ebay ensued for a Nintendo Gameboy in good, working condition.
A trip across town and $20 later, and he had a new toy.
A trip to Goodwill and $5 later, and he had the appropriate gold chain.
A pair of shorts, a button up shirt, an origami paper bowtie and white socks helped him look like the hipster version of a guy from Weird Al's "White and Nerdy".
Ergo, more proof that my husband is most definitely a nerd. And a sucker for nostalgia.
Was there ever really any doubt, though?