We went to dinner at my best friend's house tonight. Seeing my friends that have known me for 20 years intensifies the desire to move back to Portland. We don't really have couple friends in Minnesota and it's nice having them back here. We get along, our kids get along. It's hard for me to leave it behind.
We brought some oranges to have at dinner. There was some chatter about needing ingredients for an antidote between our older sons; and then it was determined that the oranges were the perfect antidote. I thought this was clever, and funny and really what could they do with an orange? They can't yet open them without assistance. But then there was talk of getting a "driller." Aid was bummed that they didn't have one! Keldon excitedly yells, " I know Aiden! We need to build a driller to get the antidote!!" They began to look around the house for tools and materials to use.
No oranges were taken and they disappeared. I assumed the game had ended.
I was wrong.
We noticed while we were eating that Aid and Keldon were collecting oranges. Bob put limits around the oranges. They could each have one orange for their antidote. They both took their oranges upstairs after they were done eating. A few minutes later they both come running down the stairs and ducked under the table, going in different directions. We see little hands bumping along the edge of the table. Operation get Antidote is in full swing. They are called out and run back to safety. Another few minutes pass and Keldon comes down and grabs a huge spoonful of lettuce. Cindy asked him what he was planning on doing with the lettuce. "Uh...I wanna eat it!" "Without any dressing or anything?" Cindy asked. "Uh...yep." And with that he at the lettuce. Then ran back upstairs.
Cindy said she heard Aid ask, "So did you get the salad?"
Time to regroup soldiers!
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