It’s 5 minutes from our house. We go there around 9:00 a.m., before the mall is really open. Seth struts around, pleased to the oldest for once, calling out to me, “ I did it, Mommy!" as he scales a giant plastic log. Evan crawls through another, squealing with delight. He’s found a friend, a motherly little girl who calls after him, “Come back, baby boy!” There is a wonderland of plastic cars, trucks, and motorcycles, all freely and joyfully ridden, if you don’t know that they move when coins are inserted. A penny will buy you a wish in the fountain. There is a lawnmower to be sat upon by eager little boys.
Who needs Disneyworld? =)