Weekend fun for Dad and Logan

After Dad survived the Zombie movie fright night of fun on Friday night,
Mom brought Logan back from their escapade late in the morning. She
wasn't feeling too well and has been having bad headaches as of late,
she being roughly in her 14-15th week of pregnancy (still early in the
second trimester). Dad proceeded in taking over and trying to entertain
Logan as a break for Momma. One of the first things Daddy and Logan
did go outside and water the plants. If we were to let him, Logan could
water the plants 24 hours a day non-stop. Somehow we don't quite
believe he really is doing it for the plants sake. After a while, to
the point in which Logan was soaked to the bone, we went back inside
the house. Upon drying off, we then put together an adventure playhouse
with two tents and a tunnel in between. For the next hour or two, all
of us (including Mom) spent time looking for Logan hiding somewhere in
the playhouse. Logan got pretty tuckered out and must've been quite
thirsty because when Daddy set him down in his chair for supper, Logan
dived into both his milk and water cups, drinking from both at the same
time through their respective straws. Incidentally, this is not the
first time he's done so. In the past week he's begun drinking like this
two or three other times in the past week.
Sunday morning, Dad got up with Logan (poor Ma was still feeling ill
with a bad headache and hadn't slept well all night). We then went over
to pick up one of Logan's best friends, Bradon. His Mom has been
dealing with Bradon and baby Seth on her own since their Dad is off on a
work trip, and so I thought it'd be fun to give her a break and give
Logan an opportunity to play with someone other than just the old man.
First we went to a playground, but it was locked up. So instead, just
next to it, we decided to hike up the biggest hill in town (Anzac
Hill). There were numerous steps, mostly unpaved rock-formation type
steps, but both boys did extremely well. We made it up about 40-50
steps to the first landing and peered down at the people on the sidewalk
and playground below. Then we went back down. Then we went back up, to
the same landing. Then we went back down. Then we went back up AGAIN.
And finally we then went down again, suggesting we go to Squiggles, an
indoor 'playhouse cafe'. If I hadn't mentioned Squiggles, I'm not sure
if we would've ever stopped going up and down the steps (those kids had
unending energy!) Well, Squiggles wasn't quite open yet, and so Daddy
drove the two boys to the top of Anzac Hill. At the top, there were
MORE steps, and a ramp from which they could go up and down and up and
down to get between the parking lot and the viewing platform. They also
enjoyed looking at the little cars and trucks in the roads below, along
with peeking in a hole that was cemented to the ground. Being unsure
of just how much more energy the boys had, Dad felt there would still
be enough for them to enjoy Squiggles, so off we went. At Squiggles, we
were the first ones there. Bradon wanted to get right into playing...
but Logan would have none of it. He sat his rump down on the chair and
wanted to eat. Luckily Bradon thought this was an okay idea and so he
did so as well. For the next twenty minutes they ate, and ate, and
wolfed down quite a bit of food, from cereal to dried fruits to
crackers, etc... Whatever they ate, it sure did put a big kick back in
their step, for they were off and raring to go. In the big-kids area
they jumped in the large ball pit. Well, at first they did, but it
wasn't long before Daddy was called upon to repeatedly throw them in.
There was giggling and laughter had by all. Big kids then showed up, so
we moved to the toddler area of the playhouse cafe and began to build
tunnels and towers out of the cushion pads that were there. They loved
to knock down the towers and hide themselves deep within the bowels of
the tunnels. There was also another smaller ball pit from which Dad got
to throw them in again, when they weren't jumping in themselves. Anyhow,
other activities were played in the area and Daddy was surprised at how
well they were doing staying in the toddler area, especially when the
big-kids area was so much more fun. The employees at the cafe commented
to me on how they were astounded at just how much energy the two boys
had. Two hours passed at the cafe and Logan finally began to slow down
to the point where Dad knew it was finally nap time. Each boy had a
blueberry muffin (little) and Dad took Bradon home to his Mom. They had
a great time together and didn't play badlly at all together, something
Daddy was most impressed with. Driving home, just as Logan was falling
into a deep sleep, Dad made a mistake in taking off Logan's shoes (a
definite no-no) This abruptly woke Logan right back up, putting him
into fits of rage one could scarcely believe, and it was another
half-hour before Logan was calmed down enough to let himself succumb
back to sleep (whew!)
Needless to say, Sunday afternoon was much more sedate. Logan played
with Momma outside in the backyard and then took a bath. So far, Logan
has been asleep for the past 3 hours after bedtime, and there hasn't
been a peep from him. I'd say the energy levels were depleted.