My Date with Angel
My little boy and I had a date yesterday at the McDonald’s playland in our neighborhood. First,k I felt bad that I didn’t realize the happy meal this week has little cars from the movie CARS as giveaways, so I missed out since I just got him his french fries and apple juice. Had I known, I would’ve gotten him one. (He’s at that phase where he’s absolutely car crazy!) Then again, he has so much fun just going in and out of the entry ways of the play area (he still has issues about exploring the whole contraption so he stays by the entrances and doesn’t go very far) and we took a ton of pictures.
I patiently followed him and encouraged him to venture into the different areas of the play land while trying to caution him from being too adventurous. He was so awed by the fact he could climb up and down and go in and out of the structure. It was like every inch he went further in was a new thrill.
I missed Alan all the more because I know he would’ve delighted in watching Angel just as I did. It was my way of making up for the fact that we didn’t go out this weekend because Alan is in San Francisco on business. Angel always calls out “Papa, papa..”. I’m not even jealous — I know they have a special bond. Every time the phone rings, he says “Phone!.. Papa!” as if knowing it was his Dad always.
Next time we go, we’ll bring Alan along.
