All was going very well with our play date until it was time for lunch. We walked to our cars so I could get my stroller for Graham to eat in and Wendy walked to her car to get Abby's car. Yes, her car. Graham is OBSESSED with cars...do you see where I'm going with this? Graham was very upset that he had to eat his lunch in a boring stroller while Abby got to dine in style strapped in her car complete with horn. After we finished eating (yes, Graham actually ate lunch) we moved back to the sandy area so the kids could continue with their digging excavations. While Abby was content with her bucket and shovel, Graham had other ideas and they had nothing to do with sand or a shovel. Graham decided to hijack Abby's car. This is where he spent the next 45 minutes-sitting in the car and just staring at me. If looks could kill....
The real meltdown occurred when it was time to pack up and head home. Graham threw an absolute fit when Wendy put the toy car into her car. He was crying and pounding on her car as if that would really make it reappear. I really believe that he wanted that toy to come home with him more than anything in the world. On the drive home I had to listen to Graham scream with intermittent "Vroom Vroom" (his version of a car noise) before he finally tired himself out and crashed in his car seat. If Graham really is content sitting in this little car for close to an hour without moving, perhaps we need one...
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