Our Fireworks

Our Fireworks
I took this picture at a fireworks display a few years ago.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

My Eight Year Old Trip

My Aunt Miriam has always taken the double cousins, me included, on an Eight Year Old Trip. We are paired with the double cousin our age and taken on a several day trip to where ever she feels like! And at eight, this is awesome!

So Andrew and I packed us and all our stuff into the backseat of her car and we were off! Immediately we came up with what to play. Spies! The cars behind us were the enemy giving pursuit! The seat bucks were radios! The windows were high-tech computer screens! The armrests were levers that should never be pulled but under the worst circumstances (which, of course, happened every few minutes!) We had the time of our lives shooting at enemies, pretending to fly, and whatever else we could think of that was loud and awesome!

Sadly, Aunt Miriam got what you called enough. She suggested we listen to a book on tape called Soup. We wilted. Who wanted to listen to Soup instead of using rocket launchers to blow up the enemy? National security was on the line, you know! But we did listen to Soup. It was a good book on tape and we colored in our coloring books.

Eventually, we made it to Denver where we meet our other aunt that always goes with us on Eight Year Old Trips. We were to stay at Aunt Vonda's (which was also totally cool and had all kinds of things for international spies!)

I can't remember everything we did and in what order but I remember a lot. We went to the zoo, a place where we ate with chop sticks, a butterfly garden where we held a tarantula!!! Cool! And we went to a place where we got dressed up in old-fashioned clothes and got our picture taken (after we played we were pioneers while our Aunt's got dressed). We went to Build-A-Bear and got bears (mine was called Princess) and a gift shop type thing.

But I think we had the most fun in the car where we automatically changed into spies with awesome gadgets. Who needed more?

It's one of my fondest memories. I hope you enjoyed it!

Mandy

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