A Special Day

Odd circumstances created a sudden dilemma:
three of the children were destined for Cedar Point,
and one was left out.

I asked boy twin, "Do you want to go too?"

"Or would you like to stay home and have a special day with me?"

He did not hesitate.
Special Day.

Now my idea of a special day would be to wake slowly,
loll in bed, sip coffee and stay in our pajamas for too long.
We would walk the dog downtown to get ice cream.
We would read books companionably, side by side on the couch.
We would inspect the garden together,
eat lunch on the deck, and chat about important things.

My idea was not the same as twin boy's idea.

He made a list.

And this is what we did...

Target cafe, for pb&j, slushy, coffee and a muffin:

Action figure and Hot Wheels browsing.
Water balloons purchase.
IMAX theatre, to see Night at the Museum II.
19 holes of Miniature Golf:

10 tokens spent at an Arcade:



Breakfast at IHOP (3pm).
Lake Lansing Park:







French Fries and Cheerios for supper.
A game of Scrabble (he won).
A walk downtown with the dog for ice cream.

He thinks we should have a Special Day more often.
I think...
that I will sleep well tonight.

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