On Thursday, we left Owen with his Papa and took Cam on a “date”, to be an only child for a few hours. We drove him up to the park, high on a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan, in Port Washington. They have a large playground for small children. Cam checked out all of it.
I followed him down but, stopped before the end and had to wriggle out the rest of the way.
What a ride!
He was a little unsure about climbing the rope net but kept trying.
The excavator. It was a bit too hard for him to operate so Andy gave him some help. It may not look like he is having any fun because he is not smiling. But a big construction project is serious business and he was concentrating very hard.
We went to the Culver’s hamburger place for lunch. Cam wanted a cheeseburger kid’s meal. He drank all the chocolate milk, ate all the fries, and then took one small nibble of the hamburger bun. He got ice cream (actually, it is custard here in Wisconsin) anyway. Grandparents!
Jennifer went to work on Friday. George was still on vacation and wanted to replace a window in the garage. So Andy and I took the boys to look at cars. Andy is having trouble getting in and out of the Focus and we are going to have to replace it sooner or later. It was a rainy day. A car dealer showroom seems like a good place for little boys.
I underestimated how much they would like it. They went wild. I couldn’t keep up with them. I wanted to look at a Toyota RAV4. It is much higher off the ground than the Focus and Andy might be able to get in and out easier. As soon as I opened the door, both boys were in the driver’s seat, climbing over each other to reach controls. I wanted to sit in the driver’s seat. Both boys climbed into the back, then the far back. Owen stood on the console and stuck his head out the sun-roof. Then they were off to check out another car.
A woman asked if we needed help and I spoke with her for a moment. I heard Owen call, “Hi Baba Waga!” and turned to see his head sticking out of a sun-roof on a near-by car. I saw a popcorn machine in the waiting-room area and offered some to the boys. They were quiet and well-behaved until the popcorn was gone. Andy was talking to a salesman. Unfortunately, the RAV4 cannot be flat-towed behind the motorhome. It would require a dolly. But, we don’t have a spare square foot of space in our lot in Marathon to store to a dolly. I looked for Cam and found him in the cargo space of a small SUV. (I heard him talking in there.) Owen had found a sporty car and was turning every knob and trying to put it in gear. Cam spilled his bag of popcorn and a very nice, friendly woman offered to clean it up. She asked Cam what car he wants. He answered, “I want a Porsche”.
We left to check out cars at the Subaru dealer. I put the boys in the children’s waiting area but, while we were talking to a salesman, a woman came and grabbed Cam, who was hanging out a car window. I couldn’t catch the boys. A distinguished-looking gentleman walked over and suggested that I take the boys into the playroom where they had already escaped. The salesman told Andy that the Subaru cannot be flat-towed either. He said the front-wheel drive can, but not the four-wheel drive. We took the boys out into the rainy used-car lot to look for a front-wheel drive Subaru. They were running wild between the cars so I told them we could go look at a very nice van. When we got to Jennifer’s van and opened the doors, Owen protested. “This is OUR van!”
We drove to Costco. Andy wanted a hotdog and a place where the boys could run around the tables. But they were interested in eating and were well behaved until it was time to leave. Can wanted to shop. He would not walk out so I picked him up and held him on my hip while he kicked and screamed all the way out to the van.
I was really glad to get back home.