A Wednesday Outing

I had a mix up on scheduling.  This posted yesterday for a brief bit.  It was supposed to be for tonight.  Sorry for the mix up.

Remember my beagle pup Rosie had issued with housetraining which let me to taking her to the vet?  You might remember that she went to the vet, had a UTI and crystals in her urine so had to go a special dog food….well, it was time to get her tested again as her bag of dog food was getting empty.  We needed to know if she needed to stay on the special food or if we could try normal food.  The only way to figure that out was getting a urine sample tested.

So Wednesday I called to the vet.  With Covid-19, I didn’t know if things had changed.  I found out I could collect the sample and then once I got to the vet office, I could “leave it in the window” outside.  They would do the necessary testing and find out if she needed to still be on the special food.

I got the sample collected and packaged up.  I was ready to go out the door and then thought, hmmm.  I wonder if Kalissa would let me pick up the boys and they could ride along with me.  She’s been super careful not to let the boys in my house.  We’ve only gone on walks together or interacted outside.  I thought I would be pretty safe for me to drive over there, pick them up, drive to the vet clinic and come home.  I could chat with Carver…Gannon could hang out and Kalissa would get about an hour’s worth of time to herself…

So I called and Kalissa answered the phone she said, “Oh mom, these boys.  I’ve got to get out of here.”

I laughed and she wanted to know why I was laughing.  I said, “Well I was just calling to see if I could kidnap the boys.”  I went on to explain that I understood if she wanted to “keep me safe” but I thought it would okay if I picked up the boys and took them for a drive.  I told her I thought it would be a win for everyone.  She said yes…I was so happy.

So with Rosie’s urine sample in hand and car seats installed, I headed over to Kalissa’s to get the boys.  Oh my….what fun we had!!

Carver had to bring a sandwich with.  He made it himself.  He chatted the entire way there.  I drove about 40 mph most of the time unless a car came up behind us.  We found the houses of all the people he knew along the route.  We had to drive through the farm implement dealer so he could see all of the machinery.

He had to find Jamie, the fire department chief’s house.  We had to drive slow because someone was putting up a shed and he wanted to see the telehandler.

The whole time he talked and talked and talked.  Carver has always loved car rides and always loved looking out and seeing what was going on.  We passed the farm where Craig, Carver’s dad works.  Carver saw the tractor in the field and he started in on if Daddy was hauling poop.

Every place we passed he had to ask a question about or comment on.  It was so cute.

Finally we got to the vet….
He wanted to go in.  I couldn’t let him.  I had to tell him I can’t go in either.  I just needed to leave Rosie’s pee jar in the window.  He says, “We can’t go in because corona?”  I said, “Yes.”  He said, “Me no like corona.”

Yes Carver…none of us like corona.  Then he started talking about corona virus.

-Me miss my friends
-Me miss Brody
-Me miss Orson
-Me no want your house to be closed
-Me no want Grandma Dee-Dee’s house to be closed
-Me want Grandma Debbie and Grandpa Kevin
-My house not closed.  You come to my house.
-I have to go potty.  Me ate my sandwich and it make me have to go potty.

UGH.  Great.  We can’t go in a store….so I found a gravel road and we drove down it and he went potty outside by the truck.

I realized we were on the Lake Meyer road so ended up driving in and I showed him the park.  He was frustrated that the park swing were wrapped in caution tape.  I told him I was sorry but we couldn’t play.  I promised we’d go again in the summer.  He said, “When corona go away?”  I told him yes.

I feel so bad for him.  He’s only 3 1/2, and he to, is feeling the coronavirus frustrations we all are feeling too.

I tried to get him off topic.  We talked about the new railroad ties lying along the track and how the train workers were going to come and fix the railroad track.  We saw a tractor in the field starting spring field work.  I tried to think of everything and anything to point out to him along the way that was something to remind him about all the things we couldn’t do and instead see all things we could see.

About then it was time to drop the boys off….our trip had come to a close.  Seeing the boys made me happy.  I can’t believe how much they’ve grown.  Carver is a chatter box more than ever.  Gannon still won’t walk….close but won’t actually do it.    I never thought that taking them on a simple drive to the vet to deliver a urine sample would be considered an outing or event, but I guess that’s the world we’re living in.

8 thoughts on “A Wednesday Outing”

  1. Carolyn Sullivan

    I love that you were able too pend time w the grands!!!! I used to call it “stealing her away” no lasting damage was done LOL He talks a lot and really has a great command of his words! LOVE IT.

  2. I remember enjoying similar talkative road trips with my grandson when he was younger. God bless them! Just to get out of the house must have been great, esp with signs of Spring appearing. Take care of yourself.

  3. So glad you got to spend time with those boys. You miss them and they miss you. This all shall pass, and we hope soon. Hugs!

  4. I had to smile at Carver’s talking and talking. My firstborn was a talker and had endless curiosity. I recall drives where he never stopped the chitchat. There is just short of 3 years between he and my other son. The second one hardly ever contributed to the conversation and was happy to listen. We moved many times over the years while my husband was active duty military and we had two vehicles. We would take turns having the talker in the car with us because it would just be overwhelming with all day drives. :) Funny but the younger son still lives with us and has turned into a talker!

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