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?!
Me: No.
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!
EVERY mystery trip is going to start out at the beach now! It’s fun to do–keep it up!