Take a guess. Really think for a moment what a child might be responsible for, and then forget to bring with him as he's jumping in the car for an out-of-town trip. In the hustle and bustle of getting ready, P dutifully obeyed the instruction to get in the car. Not such a good listener when it came to something else very important I'd asked him to do. For our epic camping/hiking exploring road-trip, my 5-yr-old brought...no...shoes!
No shoes at the national park visitor center? Ok, we'll run in real fast and hope no one is paying attention.
|Totally not wearing shoes while he takes his Junior Ranger oath|
No shoes climbing over rocks on the edge of sheer rock cliff? Ok, Mom is REALLY not feeling good about this.
My reaction even at the end of the weekend could still be described as confused stupor. How do you get in the car for a weekend road-trip without any shoes? My husband, of course, took it all in stride. He kept P off of nasty bathroom floors by letting him stand on Dad's feet. He tried to fashion shoes out of diner french fry trays and string. Even when I got to the point where thinking about it made me start laughing uncontrollably, he had the attitude that, "Hey, maybe this has also happened to me a time or two..."
There we were, packed but with something forgotten and without a Walmart anywhere to be seen. We racked up a total of 10 hours in driving time that weekend, going from destination to destination with not one single supercenter looming on the horizon. Any other post and I'd be telling you that's exactly why we love southern Utah. This time I'm still just shaking my head in disbelief...