I told the kids about how Grandma's family would take long drives after Church on Sunday's for fun. They would drive through the country and relax, maybe stop for a picnic, and just enjoy the scenery.
They thought THAT was fun? Poor Grandma she never got to do anything good!
These were a few of the responses.
I told them that "Yes, we would be having fun" and "I don't want to hear any complaining".
I threatened that if they did not behave (and enjoy the beautiful scenery) on the hour and 15 minuted drive that they would all be in BIG TROUBLE. No television, video games or DINNER for a month.
That would certainly help the food budget.
Yet, I digress.
The kids were good and we did have fun.
In this particular little town up in the mountains my kids were thrilled to discover that they actually have things to do. Not just trees to look at. Like Grandma.
We let them ride this bobsled.
They were taken to the top on a ski lift and then you would ride a bob sled like thing down the big hill. Big hit!
Then we let them do this.
Now, if you have been reading my blog for any amount of time you know that every member of my family is VERY competitive. Let's just say there was a lot of jockeying for position during this 5 minute race. Our thirteen year old son, Tyler, was the ultimate victor.
We then headed to the lake and spent quite a bit of time skipping rocks and watching the ducks and boats. Here they are searching out some good rocks.
There were some colorful characters who joined us at the lake. Two teenage couples with spiky hair, some of it in shades of pink, and lots of words coming out of their mouths that would have made any civilized person blush.
The kids thought this was fascinating.
Even better than the race cars and bob sled rides.
Now, what does a good mama do when it is time to leave and take the hour plus drive home?
Why stop at the local candy store and soop them all up on sugar for the not so quite ride home.
I tell you I am just such a genius. Why yes I am.