I had dropped Maggie off at the groomers so we had about 45 minutes to waste after picking Owen up so I had planned to take them to the playground.
Me: Owen, we’re going on a surprise mystery trip!
Owen: TO THE BEACH?!
Owen: To the mall?
Me: No. Just wait. We’ll be there in a minute.
In line at the light to turn, he knows where we are!
Owen: THE PLAYGROUND!
He’s now tall enough to reach the bar without jumping! It was just this summer when he couldn’t reach!