I decided to take the little guy to the park. The sun was shinning and it was a fantastic day weather wise. When I arrived at the park, I was siked that there were no other parents with little children there. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I directed Liam to the massive slide and draw bridge. He ran over the draw bridge and him and I took a turn down the slide. I didn't realize how bumpy the slide was and I accidentally kneed my little man in the chin, however he didn't seem to notice. What he did notice was the little white picket fence in front of us. So with lip bleeding he bolted over to the fence. He opened the gate, then closed it, opened it and then closed it. This went on for a while.. a very long while. He was so amazed at how the gate latched. He analyzed the gate and I knew the little wheels in in head were turning. After about ten minutes I tried to divert his attention to the swings. He looked up at me as if to say, "seriously mom, I'm busy!" So I did what any mother would do and I scooped him up and we raced over to the swings. He screamed the entire way. If someone were to be passing by, I'm sure they would have thought I was hurting him. I placed him in the swing with great excitement, but all he wanted was the gate. He kept pointing and oh,oh,oohing... I reluctantly took him out of the swing and he was off. You would have thought he saw Santa Clause of the Easter bunny. And so he proceeded to play with that gate the entire time we were at the park. Yes, I stayed there for 45 minutes while my son played with a gate.. open, close, open, close, open, close..................
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
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