RIGO ADVENTURES

Rigo had a banner day on Sunday! He is such a lovable little darling, but also seems to be an "accident waiting to happen"!

Yesterday, Allen called a practice for his U8 baseball team - the Angels! We had a meeting after church so we didn't get home until 1:15 or so. Rigo ran into the house, changed his clothes and ran outside again. Allen and I were on our way out of the house when he asked, "Dad, is it time to go to my practice?" "No, Rigo...it's not until 6 o'clock. That is about 4 hours from now. I'll tell you when it's time to go, OK?" "OK, Dad." Poor fella! Baseball is his game and boy, does he LOVE IT!!

Later that evening, I stopped by the practice to see how Coach Mork and Rodrigo were doing. Everything seemed fine until one of the other baseball moms asked if I had noticed the broken car window. I had a bad feeling about this and said..."Please, please don't tell me that it was MY son!" Well...yep...sure enough, Rigo had hit a foul ball and it hit the only BMW that was sitting in the parking lot! Of course, it was an accident, but everyone felt badly (especially Allen and me!) The back window was shattered. Oops.

Allen had promised Rigo a Frappe at McDonalds earlier in the week for some sort of reward. He was SO excited about this little treat. He sat and sipped his "Praffe" (he can't seem to get the right pronunciation!) while we sat together for our nighttime reading. Rigo went to bed. I went to bed and all was well.

This morning, Allen stumbled out of bed only to inform me that Rigo had been up until 4 a.m. the night before. He came upstairs around midnight and couldn't seem to settle back into sleep until several hours had gone by. Allen tried putting him into bed with us, but he kept tossing and turning. No chance for sleep. It is a wonder that I didn't wake up! He finally took Rigo down to his own bed and tried to coax him into sleep. That went on for a couple of hours and finally...the little tot finally did fall back asleep. You are wondering why my dear husband didn't wake me?? Well, first of all, he felt responsible for pumping Rigo with caffeine right before bedtime. Secondly, he is just a super-nice guy. Either way, it won't happen again and I had a great night of sleep.

Tonight when I put Rigo to bed, he said, "Mom, I can't have "Praffes" anymore, can I? Maybe when I am older?" I just smiled and said, "We'll see."