You Can Both Drive!

Before the Girlfriends.

We only had to worrying about when the tooth would come out and 'would it hurt?'

It was easy to get them out the door with the playland card in hand. I was king! They would cheer me all the way to the Coto Games. They would pull me into the place, "Hurry Dad!"

I remember one time when the little one cried when it was time to leave. I said, "Hey buddy, I didn't know that this place makes you cry! We don't ever have to come back here again if it makes you that sad."

He sniffed and choked back the tears. He tried to formulate a good way to tell me that it was not the place, but the leaving that got him down. He did not quite get there.

Every time we walked by the lights, noise and glitter of the game place, I would recount the time that Game Land made him cry. He would struggled to explain that games make him smile. I argued "I clearly remember tears all the way home."

It took weeks (they remember years) before we could go back there, but never again did leaving make them cry!