So yesterday after one of my Mom's Groups, we all go to fast food joint with an attached playground area. I have allowed Joel to play here once, but because he is obsessed with slides (and can't read) he doesn't stay in the small toddler area "for ages three and below." Oh no. He has to climb up, crawl across, and enjoy all the activities of the older kids. Well, yesterday, he somehow got it in his head, that if and when he came down said slide, he would be scooped up and playtime would be over. So, he didn't. Ever. Come down the slide.
We arrive around 11:30 and I couldn't leave until about 1pm. I think the worst part was I was so embarrassed. Here's me inside the way-too-overcrowded play area, with about six moms, one dad, and 20 kids, "Joel! Go down the slide!...Do you want some ice cream?...Do you want to talk to Daddy on the phone?... Do you wanna go to Grandma's house??" Oh Lord. And, nothing worked! He'd say, "OKAY!" and then sit at the top of the equipment. Thankfully Jesus showed that He still does, in fact, love me, because there was another little boy (half the size of Joel, but only one month younger) who was also refusing to come down. His mother and I kept half-jokingly saying we'd have to go up there ourselves to get them down. Ha. Well, she ended up climbing up to get her son, and Joel, seeing the commotion, went over to that side. I said to her, "Those legs up there belong to me! Will you grab my kid, too??!!" And she did! Oh, thank you!!!!
Guess Joel won't be playing on any enclosed equipment anytime soon. To make the day better, when Daddy got home we all went shopping for his Father's Day presents. Tools, of course. We went to Lowe's and Joel got to sit in a giant blue car cart, then we went to Sears and the mall and we all split a Dairy Queen hot fudge sundae, while we people watched. It was like a slice of Heaven. Good end to a challenging day...