My MOPs group took a field trip to a local municipal building for the morning. One of the mom's husband is a detective there and he helped to arrange the tour. The kids got to climb in and explore an ambulance, fire trucks, and a police car. By the time they got to the police car, Daniel and his partner in crime, Cole, decided that standing around listening to the policeman talk was too boring so they disappeared. I found them several minutes later sitting in the front of the ambulance pressing buttons and pretending to drive. I tried to be stern with them but was barely managing to hold back my laughter.
At the end when the moms were trying to figure out where to go for lunch, Daniel started running up and down this big,
steep hill in the front of the building and soon most of the other kids, much to their parents' dismay, followed. I couldn't go after him because of Abby and he decided that scaling the hill was more fun than listening. He was in no immediate danger so I just had to wait until I could snatch him up and get him under control!
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Tour of ambulance |
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Sitting in Fire Truck |
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Not listening to Police Man |
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Daniel and Cole |
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Climbing out of Ambulance after getting caught in the act! |
While at the park afterwards, I was enjoying my time talking with some other moms while we watched the kids play. Daniel had already been banned from the sand pit because he dumped some sand on a little girl's head so he was running around the bridges and ladders. I caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye and heard a man say, "what are you doing young man?" and all the mothers start cracking up. Daniel is standing right in the middle of the enterance to the park with his pants down around his knees getting ready to pee on the concrete! I tucked Abby under one arm and ran over to him screaming, "NO, not there!!" He looked up at me so innocently. I grabbed him with my other arm and rushed him out of the play area to some trees to pee. There was a bathroom right across the parking lot from the park and I had asked him not five minutes before if he had to go. . . .
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