Last Saturday, the Denn Boys (Adam and Zach, age 2, for those of you new to this web site) hit all three counties of the state. They were so asleep when they got home that they didn’t even wake up while we were changing them into their pajamas.
Stop #1: the Delaware Day parade in Delaware City. I pulled Zach and Adam in a wagon, while Mrs. Denn drove the mini-van in front of us (hey, she said she wanted us to spend a family day together). The parade went pretty smoothly, except that Zach has developed a habit of simply chucking his empty sippy cups over his shoulder when he has finished them. This is rude and inconvenient at the dinner table, somewhat treacherous when he is hurling them out of a wagon during a moving parade and I have to run in front of an impending baton twirling team to retrieve them.
Stop #2: the 38th Democratic District picnic in Ocean City. Yes, you read that correctly: a picnic in Ocean City in the middle of the day on Saturday, when all the beach houses flip over. Let’s just say it took us a while to get there, including one diaper change stop and one stop at Best Buy because I promised the boys we could watch a show in the car and then we forgot to bring any. We pulled up just as all the politicians’ speeches were ending, the boys stuffed their faces and then played on the playground until it was time to depart for….
Stop #3: the Delaware State Fair. Clearly the highlight of the day for the boys. We visited all the animals. Zach came face to face for the first time with a cow, his favorite animal (other than his dog). Adam was entranced by the baby chickens, which kids are allowed to hold. This led to the following exchange:
ME: Adam, do you want to hold a baby chicken?
ADAM: Yes.
ME: You remember that you have to be gentle with the chicken, right?
ADAM: Yes.
ME: You just put your hand out and I will put it on your hand, but you don’t squeeze it, right?
ADAM: Right.
[I take chicken and place it in Adam’s outstretched left hand. Adam yells “chicken!” and gleefully grabs it so hard with his right hand that the poor chicken’s eyes bulge]
ME: Adam, let go of the chicken!
ADAM: [Cries]
The crying was soon stemmed by the appearance of the Delaware State Parade. The boys dined on a nutritious dinner of French fries and funnel cake while they watched the parade, Adam fell asleep in the stroller before we even left the fair, and Zach was right behind him. (By the way, the baby chicken is just fine.)
Just another relaxing family outing for the Denns.
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