All Kinds of Fun
“Mom! There’s a FOG!”
Puck stared into the heavy white blanket of the world that Presidents’ Day morning, which also happened to be Francis’ official 21st birthday. As we drove out into it later, it was one of the most extensive and thick fogs we had seen in awhile.
“That means today is warmer,” Puck suggested.
Back to the Apple Store for Round 2: Attempt to Fix Oxbear’s Phone. Since it was a holiday, I figured we’d try to keep it family style. This meant I walked around with the boys for about an hour while Oxbear waited in line for the repair, which ended up being a completely new iPhone.
But first, we hit up Starbuck’s for Oxbear’s coffee, and a croissant for Puck, which he blew into like a balloon while asking questions about jaywalking. When I confessed that, yes, I would sometimes jaywalk on my way to baseball games when traffic was nonexistent, Puck expressed his shock.
“YOU DISRESPECTED YOUR CITY, MOM! WAHOO!!”
By about 11:30 on the way back to the car, Puck was dying of thirst. As we waited in the car for Oxbear in the Verizon store – because his phone had been activated incorrectly – Puck turned to his little brother who was sobbing from the frustration of being stuck in his carseat.
“Give me the water from your tears, Joe!”
Desperate times.
Oxbear returned with a bottle of water for Puck, and a king-sized Hershey’s bar for me, as apology for the long day.
Back home – where I discovered that the clothes dryer had just broken – Puck and his neighbor buddy were having trouble entertaining themselves. I eventually saw them grab shovels from the garage in preparation to dig holes someplace. There are times I wonder why red flags don’t go off in my head. Maybe because digging holes in our back yard as kids was a common occurrence. We honestly thought it was possible, back in the day, to dig clear to China.
Eventually, the boys tired of shovels and came back to the front door looking for fun.
“Well, you could come inside and help us clean the house,” Oxbear suggested.
“That sounds good,” Puck replied.
His buddy was not as convinced. “Actually… digging holes sounds like more fun.”