This morning, M and I went to church early for my spiritual discussion group, only to discover nobody else showed up. (The group is really good about meeting most of the year, but in summers people are often away.) So we drove home, and I contemplated the idea of heading back to church 45 minutes later for the service so we could sit in a stifling hot building listening to the scheduled guest preacher. And then I told M, “Put on your swimsuit and pack up some snacks while I change and find towels. We’re going to the beach.” (E is away right now.)
The state park beaches all fill up early in the summer, so we rushed to get ready, and made it over there about 15 minutes before the lots were full. We proceeded to read, swim, snack, read, splash, snack, read, and swim in the cool breezy shade and the nice warm water. By noon, we’d eaten most of our snacks, and since I hadn’t wanted to take time to make lunches before we left, something had to be done. I heard the distant dinging of an ice cream truck that I knew stopped somewhere up by the parking lot. So I handed M $10 and told him, “Go find the ice cream truck. Be very careful crossing the road. Try to buy something in the lunch family for us, like hotdogs if they have them. If they don’t, then get whatever you think most resembles lunch.”
He thought this was a fine mission, and trotted off. A woman nearby had overheard the whole conversation, and she smiled at me, and we agreed that it was going to be interesting to see what he turned up with.
Lo and behold, about 10 minutes later, he came trotting back with 2 hotdogs and $5 in change, very pleased with himself about his mission accomplished. Excellent! So we had our hotdogs, and read and swam and splashed and read and so on. Of course, he now knew that I had at least $5 left in my wallet, and that the ice cream truck had all sort of frozen delicacies for $2.50 each. So he wound up making two more trips back to the ice cream truck during the afternoon, while I lounged in the breezy shade and read and swam, and he did enough swimming to burn off every molecule of ice cream. It was nice to have a whole day of such relaxing one-on-one time with him.