Aug 29 2013

Country boy, city dreams

Published by at 9:43 am under The Boy

If you have The Boy anywhere in the vicinity of moving vehicles, all he wants to do is stand there and watch whatever vehicle it is. Usually, it’s cars. If we take him somewhere, and the choice is Fun Activity or Stand Like a Statue and Watch Cars on the Road, he is going with option B, every time. I guess it’s a novelty for him, because we live in the country, on a road that doesn’t get a lot of traffic. When we take him to a town or city, he soaks it all in, like “Wow, so this is how normal people live. I’m so deprived.”

Yesterday, I took him to a small playground in our town that is located on the main road, which is pretty busy. There is a distance between the actual playground and the road, so it’s not like “fall off the monkey bars and get pasted on the asphalt”, but you can clearly see the traffic from the play area. Well, for one thing, The Boy is not really interested in grass or surfaces that are not paved, so what he really wanted to do was stay in the parking lot (super fun) and stand in one spot and watch the cars go by (extraordinarily super fun). Sadly for him, my goal in taking him to this place was to get him to release some energy so he’d go to sleep in the evening, so we had a little battle of wills, getting him to leave the parking lot and engage in an activity other than blank staring.

Today, I decided to take him to the rail trail, because he has the aforementioned fondness for pavement, and it’s free. I do like to take him to the children’s zoo, too, because at least there are things for me to look at while he’s enjoying the novelty of smooth paths, but the children’s zoo costs money, and we haven’t gotten around to buying our membership yet. So, we went to the rail trail.

Unfortuately for me, the parking lot of the rail trail is situated on a higher traffic road, so it was another battle of wills to get him far enough down the trail where he couldn’t see the cars anymore. I had to get him the stroller and push him a ways down, and then it wasn’t far enough, so we had to go further down the trail, and he was throwing a little fit because the caaaarrrrssss, don’t I know there are cars to stare at? Why do I hate my son so much? All he wants to do is stand around and stare at cars and I am so mean!

Well, once we got far enough down the trail, I took him out of his stroller and said “Go run”, and he did. It’s so funny to watch him run, because right now he runs with his arms out to his sides, and his fat little cheeks bounce up and down with every step he takes. Sometimes, he’ll vocalize too, so he’s making one continuous “ahhhhhh” noise, but because he’s running, it’s coming out “ah-ah-ah-ah-ah”.

For no reason that I can see, sometimes he decides that one or two of the dead leaves on the trail are not supposed to be there, so he drops out of his run to select the offenders, ignoring all of the other dead leaves, pick them up, and throw them off the trail. You two! Dead leaves that are in no way different from the thousands of other dead leaves! You do not belong here! You are ruining the pristine beauty of these surroundings! Off with you! I’m extremely glad he didn’t do this with the dead frogs we passed, of which there were at least eight.

On the way back, some sort of large insect slammed into my forehead at full speed, causing quite a lot of pain. So, I got a little fun out of the day as well.

 

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