In case you're wondering, Avi will be buying a convertible of some sort, Yomi will be purchasing a GMC pickup truck, although he does like Chevy pickup too, and Tobi can't decide between a red car and a purple car. She's my daughter.
Anywho, a couple of weeks ago we visited the Frelinghuysen Arboretum. I know I spelled that correctly because I just googled it to make sure.
We had never been to an arboretum before, and it was beautiful. Even the kids who hate nature and trees and pretty flowers had a good time.
I'll show you.
Seriously, there were flowers everywhere.
And lots of benches. We like benches.
And even though arboretums, in general, have no admission fees, we're big suckers. We spent ten bucks on the scavenger hunt of the month. This month's (and weirdly enough, not July's) was red, white and blue. The object of the game was to find 13 out of 16 things on the list and the first was red, white and blue flowers. We didn't make it past the first because my kids insisted on debating whether or not every single flower that I thought was blue, was in fact purple and not blue. Arrgh. Sometimes they are so literal. So we put the scavenger hunt aside, had a snack on one of the thousand benches we came across and harmony was restored.
Here we have Josh and the kiddies pouring over the maps, mostly because Josh loves maps. I do not. I like to just follow the clearly marked path. That's kind of how I drive too. I don't want to hear about going north or taking State Route Whatever. I want to know that we turn right at the mailbox and go straight until the gas station. Follow the path, it'll always lead you where you need to go. I'm very deep like that.
Out came the map from the side pocket of Josh's red jeep and he even invited me to come look at it with him on the hood of the car. I laughed, thinking he was joking. He wasn't. So I looked, nodding my head as he pointed things out, like blue lines and red lines and seriously buddy, these things are not roads, they are lines and they have no meaning. But I didn't say any of that. Instead I offered him a linzer cookie. I did not know much about him at that point, but I did know he liked linzer cookies so I went with what I had.
And today, I still have no idea what I am looking at when faced with a map. Except for Waze. Waze is now my good friend. Waze reads the map for me.