It's A Learning Experience

Spending a day with a three year old boy can put perspective into life. We went to the courthouse today. My son had something he needed to take care of and Lennon wanted to see where Daddy worked, but more than that he wanted to see some bad guys. (Which he equates with people that Spiderman and Power Rangers fight.)

Everything was exciting, the parking garage, the revolving door, the security guard with a gun who looked in my purse, the elevators. I doubt he could have been more in awe if we’d taken him to Disney world.

We were disappointed that the Grand Jury Room was locked, but we held him up so he could look through the window at an in-progress trial and he was thrilled that he got to see a real life prisoner! I worried that he would feel bad when he discovered prisoners wore orange jumpsuits, his favorite color, but somehow, in his three year old mind, that was even better!

Oh yes, I forgot to mention that he is on “probation” for having a world class temper tantrum yesterday. His room is devoid of all super hero toys right now and many of his activities severely restricted until he demonstrates he can show a little self control. Because of this, we did not go to the MacDonald’s Play Land. Instead we stopped at Pizza Hut across the street and the waitress made him a little plate of just cooked sausage. He was so cute sitting there, delicately eating the sausage with his fingers and drinking juice out of his John Lennon Baby Love sport sipper.

He was very good today, too. It’s amazing how much a three year old understands. We came home and played a game of chess, then he sorted a deck of cards into suits before his nap and I doubt he’s even missed the toys yet, but he will, and by then he will probably have shown enough good behavior to get a few back.

It’s a learning experience.