Friday, October 06, 2006

At the Car Wash

That's a song, right?

Just one more thing to add to the list of reasons Middle will be in therapy when he's older:

Hubby decided after Eldest's birthday dinner, that he would just swing through the car wash before we headed home for ice cream cake. Eldest goes to the car wash with Daddy all the time, but Middle and Baby?? Not so much.

We started prepping Middle before we got there, telling him that the car needed to get a bath and that it wouldn't be scary and to not cry.

Well, Middle FREAKED OUT. Screamed and cried and yelped throughout the entire process. On the other hand, Baby just sat there like a lump--having a ferocious "suck suck" on his thumb with his brown eyes as big as saucers.

So the entire ride home from the car wash, Middle called from the back of the car "I no like cah wash", "Cah wash all done, Daddy?" "Cah wash square (scare) me" "No more cah wash".....over and over again until we got home.

And a fun time was had by all.

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