May 27, 2007 by Marj Hatzell
We made a mad dash to the camp this weekend and had PLENTY of time in the car to chat, since our three our trip turned into a five-hour trip, due to Memorial Day Weekend Traffic, and the fact that EVERYONE had someplace they wanted to go and wouldn’t get out of our way. This is the reason we stopped at the place with the rockers outside and awesome bisquits inside for dinner. Their bisquits keep me sane. Where was I? Oh yes, Our ride upstate. Five hours. Bug Boy reading every sign, bumper sticker, auto tag, banner, you name it. Here is an excerpt from our conversation:
Bug Boy: Oh! Speed Limit, 45! Are you going 45, Dad?
Darling: Yup. 45. That’s what I am doing.
DG: Slow down! He’s smarter than that, and this place is crawling with cops today.
Darling: I have a get-out-of-jail-free card.
Bug Boy: Dad! There’s a Tarzhay! Can we stop there! I need to look for a new Hot Wheels set.
Darling: Bug Boy, that costs lots of money, and besides, you have five Hot Wheels sets. You do not need another one.
DG: And we can’t stop, the traffic is already at a crawl, and I am starving. We have to find someplace to eat.
Bug Boy: I have twenty dollars! And twenty plus fifteen is thirty-five, and that is how much I want to spend on Hot wheels stuff. Can’t you just go to Wawa and get some?
Darling: Well, Bug Boy, there isn’t an unlimited supply in the ATM. Where do you think that money comes from? It doesn’t grow on trees, you know!
Bug Boy: Oh! I know this! It’s at the money bank, right? Oh! OH! This is the Progress Road exit!
DG: Honey, can you get off this exit? I really need to eat soon. I wonder if there is a food place with rockers outside around here?
Darling: That’s right, Bug Boy, the money is in the bank, but how do you think it gets there? Where do we get the money to put in the bank?
Bug Boy: I know! You get the money from Birthday Cards! Hey! There’s a place with the rockers outside right there! That says, “My kid is better than your honor student!” Left Lane ends! Dad! Get right, quick!!! QUICK!
We’re doing such a great job raising our kids…