Yesterday afternoon for one of Luke’s Boy Scout requirements he picked out a place to go, found it on the map, gave me directions on how to get there and then at the end calculated how much the fuel cost for the trip…$1.25 by the way. He picked a toy store called Kid’s Center. This particular toy store is as educational as Mrs. Tiggy Winkle’s is artful.
Hazel pushing her baby monkey.
This store has books, collectibles, puzzles, science kits, dress ups, thinking games, you name it.
We found an M.C. Escher puzzle grandpa Oldham would love to help us with.
On the way home we happened to go through a Taco Bell drive through. While waiting for our food, Sylvia looked at the sixteen year old Taco Bell employee and said, “He’s cute. I want to marry him if he doesn’t already have a wife.” Do you think I should be a little worried?