Our time in DC was so short. We wanted to see so many friends and we wanted to see so many things but when it came right down to it Shawn had to work. So we spent our time there actually getting stuff done for our move to Manila.
However we were blessed enough to get together with one family, who we love dearly. We were in Paraguay together and our kids were good friends. The Pierces made their way to the hotel on Monday evening, we spent a few hours catching up and then grabbed some dinner before heading to the park to play. The park is such a wonderful park, on Barton (for those DCers interested) and it kept the kids entertained for hours.
Eli was constantly getting "lost" at the park. I even went over and stood right by the play structure to make sure that he would not wander off and get lost with the oh so many people at the park. But before I knew it he had disappeared.
I surveyed the park and noticed the ice cream truck stopped in the road with a line around the block. But if you know my child you know he has no patience; so I found him at the front of the line with his hands out. Before I could get to him he was running toward me with a "tweat."
Trying not to shake him for scaring me nearly to death I stomped over to the stroller and grabbed my wallet to pay the ice cream man for the sucker my son had clearly begged off of him. I stuck my head in the window and said, "Hi, you gave my son a sucker, how much do I owe you?" He smiled at me and said, "Oh, he gave me a quarter for it.
Not only was I shocked that Eli had a quarter to give (although he has been keeping "treasures" in his pockets, apparently for this very purpose) but I was even more shocked that he knew what to do with it. I guess living in a cash economy he has picked up a thing or two.
So now I know I need to guard my spare change or my 4 year old will be buying suckers from every ice cream vendor he sees.
