I think Gannon would be content with going to this construction/dirt site everyday. It's right up the street and right up his alley. I think Elizabeth, aka Libby (he he) and I spent a good 2 hours watching the "G"s drive monster trucks, throw rocks and dirt, hit each other with sticks and climb all over the left behind trailer. I did get some nice sun that day. Oh, the perks of motherhood.
We hit up the little carnival just outside of our neighborhood this past week and after much trepidation, I have to admit, it was fine and dandy. $15 got a wristband for Gannon, which allowed unlimited rides. It was fun to watch him analyze the other kids and then join in the screaming. Only disappointment was that there was no fun fried finger foods for us spectators. Total bummer.
"Gannon, no hands...smile at Mommy!" He got the message to put his hands up, but maybe a little apprehensive, resulting with a little smirk. .
Would one consider this parenting negligence? Only if it didn't keep them entertained and quiet for an extended period of time, which it in fact did. Keep jabbing kids! Sweet.
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