How do you keep an active, talkative
four-almost-five year old boy busy while strapped to his child seat in the back
alone? You don’t. I’m mean, yeah, there are songs and talk games,
but that gets old for adults, especially adults that are over fifty. You want a little peace and quiet after a
while. No wonder some of these new
minivans come with DVD players. But we
don’t have one. We have our eleven year old SUV, which as it turns out turned eleven years to the day on that day. You can give him some
little toys to play with, but shortly thereafter he drops it and can’t reach
it.
And after a while, he doesn’t shut up. Ahhhh!
He can’t go sixty seconds without saying something.
One game we played to keep him occupied was “I spy.” One person in the car sees something on the
road, say a blue pickup truck, and says, “I spy blue pickup truck,” and
everyone looks around and tries to identify it.
Daddy: “I spy a big tree.”
Matthew: “That
one Daddy, over there?”
Daddy: “Yes.”
Matthew: “My turn now. I spy a white bus.”
Mommy, who is driving: “It just passed us.”
Daddy: “I spy
motorcycle.”
Matthew: “There’s
one. I want to go now. I spy…”
There’s a delay here while he looks around for something to
identify. “I spy…uh…something grey and
black.”
Daddy, looking around and not seeing anything: “Do
you mean this charcoal car? It’s kind of
grey and black.”
Matthew: “No.” Everyone is looking around.
Mommy: “What’s
grey and black?”
Matthew: “Daddy’s
head!”
Big, big laughter from the two of them. Haha.
Me not so much. I could manage a smirk.
