One on One Days

So Finn has been wanting to go to Hurricane Harbor all summer. And finally, the weather and our wallet permitted and twas time. The problem? I don't like water parks. All those slides and such freak me out. Over the years, I have learned to love the water, but it was an acquired taste like wine or exercise. It doesn't come naturally to me. The thought of going to HH was in a word - scary.

So what to do? What to do?

I opted out. And Flip and Finn have now claimed Hurricane Harbor as their special thing. I have gone in the past, but they have gone alone. And Finn confessed his favorite day he went was the day he went with dad. So the boys go to Hurricane Harbor. The boys do breakfast at Denny's.

This leaves, what do mom and son do?

We go out to lunch. We go for ice cream. We go away for overnights just he and I.

Finn loves that he has special traditions with just mom. And just dad. It gives him a special connection to each of us and us to him. And they are his claiming - not ours'. Though I confess, I have built them up to be special traditions.

I don't think special parent and child time has to be expensive either. Every night, after dinner, the three of us climb into the jacuzzi in our backyard. For twenty minutes - the time it takes to keep the jets running - the world stops, we torment the dog and just talk about nothing. Yes, I pay for the cost of extra electricity every month, but man is it worth it.