CHRISTMAS PARADE OF DOOM
So ... yeah. I'll let the subject line speak for itself. Awww, no. I'll tell you the whole story:
I always get these pictures in my head of how something's going to work out, you know? And you know what? I'M ALWAYS WRONG!!!! I'm like ... the complete opposite of a psychic.
I wanted to take Ethan to the Christmas parade with Robert. Sounds like fun, right? Kids like parades, right? NOT HIM. Not at all. No sir. The sirens and horn blowing, and yelling, "MERRY CHRISTMAS!!" and the drums, etc. etc. etc. (why do I keep describing the parade as if you have never been to one before!?) were all tooooo much. He was crying and saying, "Bye bye! Bye bye!" all scared and stuff. But I couldn't leave b/c I'd told my mom to meet us there and she hadn't found us yet. I didn't want to take off and leave her looking for nobody ... so we were forcing him to stay at the Christmas parade which in his head had marched straight from Hell to Palmer Highway.
The only thing he liked was that we were standing really close to A WATER TOWER. He's obsessed with this freaking water tower that we pass every day in the car. I've always said everything that we're passing as we drive by it, so he knows what everything is, and he's always gotten really excited about it for some reason. It's so random! When we got out of the car he was pointing at it and saying, "Wow!"
So he hates parades, but loves water towers. WTF?!
I always get these pictures in my head of how something's going to work out, you know? And you know what? I'M ALWAYS WRONG!!!! I'm like ... the complete opposite of a psychic.
I wanted to take Ethan to the Christmas parade with Robert. Sounds like fun, right? Kids like parades, right? NOT HIM. Not at all. No sir. The sirens and horn blowing, and yelling, "MERRY CHRISTMAS!!" and the drums, etc. etc. etc. (why do I keep describing the parade as if you have never been to one before!?) were all tooooo much. He was crying and saying, "Bye bye! Bye bye!" all scared and stuff. But I couldn't leave b/c I'd told my mom to meet us there and she hadn't found us yet. I didn't want to take off and leave her looking for nobody ... so we were forcing him to stay at the Christmas parade which in his head had marched straight from Hell to Palmer Highway.
The only thing he liked was that we were standing really close to A WATER TOWER. He's obsessed with this freaking water tower that we pass every day in the car. I've always said everything that we're passing as we drive by it, so he knows what everything is, and he's always gotten really excited about it for some reason. It's so random! When we got out of the car he was pointing at it and saying, "Wow!"
So he hates parades, but loves water towers. WTF?!