Thursday, August 9, 2012

Beach Walks

Last week the boys & I took a jaunt back to our old neighborhood to let the dog run on the beach. While we are close to many beaches, some are particular about permitting dogs to visit. Some are really picky about what times dogs can visit, & some have leash rules. Our old beach, to our knowledge, had none of these.

The dog enjoyed a run while the boys & I enjoyed a walk followed by our own absurd making of the Olympic games which ended in a lot of of laughter & silliness. Then we started singing very crazy Veggie Tale songs, most especially the one in Lyle The Kindly Viking where Larry sings, "I have to go to the baaaaaaaaaaathrrrrooooooooooooooooooooom!" It all started because Morgan asked what would happen if someone in the Olympics needed a time out.

I asked what someone would need a time out for & what sport were we hypothetically considering. He wasn't sure. I said, "Well for instance, in basketball they call timeout if they need a quick meeting, but then there's baseball. You're either playing or you're not." So he says, "Yeah, but what if the basketballer says, "I need a timeout so I can go to the loo!"" Thus it inspired the rendition of the song.

So there we are hiking it back to the car, running every few minutes because Jayden was a little freaked it was getting dark & the tide was coming in. To lighten the mood I bellow out with, "I have to go to the bathrooooooooooooooooooooooom!" Morgan rolls with laughter & give sit a go in opera form. So of course Jayden gives it a go while waving his arms all over & twirling in a circle. The dog had his say on it & we start again.

Then I notice something moving out of the corner of my eye. I think, "Oo, wildlife!" Yeah, only the native kind with two legs, running shoes, & the most horrified look on her face that we were bellowing all about our need for a toilet. I inform the children that we had an audience for a moment there, & Morgan our normally very embaressed child. The same one who requested I hang undergarments on the inmost sections of the hills-hoist, bellows out, hands cupped around his lips, "I don't really need to go to the bathrooooooooooooooooooom!"

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