Saturday was our annual Festival of Lights Parade migration to East Peoria. Geetle and Pookie really like this parade and it is a great way for us to get a holiday season visit in with my Grandma and some of my other relatives down there.
Pookie and Geetle did a great job all day, enjoyed the parade, and loved the fireworks. Geetle was even interviewed by the local Channel 19 News but I’m not sure if it aired on TV or not.
Pookie had zero trouble with the noise of the parade because of his handy, dandy, noise reducing headphones that the hunters wear. The fireworks are after the parade and we had already moved back into the house. We rushed the kids outside to see the fireworks and Pookie initially resisted until I reminded him that he could put the headphones on as soon as we got outside. Then he rushed out with us and jumped up and down with excitement watching the explosions.
The kids, and the wife, slept most of the way home leaving me to listen to college football and fight to stay awake.
Giggles stayed home with my mom because she was recovering from a cold that she has graciously started spreading to the rest of us. But she had a great day on Saturday, too. She would have had a blast in Peoria, though. One of my cousins has a little boy a couple months older than her that she would have had a great time chasing around. Next year.
The conversation of the day award goes to Geetle and BeAGoodMom who had this one while getting back into the car at a gas station.
Geetle: What’s this?
BAGM: Don’t touch that.
Geetle:BAGM: Now we’re going to have to wash your hands before you can have your snack. What lesson did we just learn.
Geetle: Don’t touch bird poop unless it’s dry.
That’s right folks. Stay away from bird poop until it has sufficiently hardened.
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I’ll remember that. Also, be sure not to park your car under a large billboard, as doing so may force you to have to touch bird poop before it has hardened.
“The kids, and the wife, slept most of the way home leaving me to listen to college football and fight to stay awake.”
I had a similar drive home Friday night. It’s a scary feeling when you are driving and you jolt awake, realizing you have just had a dream you were driving.
I’d amend that lesson Geetle learned and extend it to all kinds of poop, not just bird poop. It is a good rule of thumb
Good advice, but it is probably more of a good rule of index finger in this case.
Did I mention that she ate chips immediately after getting her hand wiped down with a diaper wet wipe?
I actually didn’t have any of those moments where my eyes closed. I think it was because the drive home started after dark so I didn’t have to drive through the sun setting which is the absolute worst energy killer ever.