When we dropped off the boys with BlaineMcNutt, Mom wanted to wait until they were asleep to leave. Of course, since we had an early flight we eventually had to settle for until they were ready for bed. Charles spent some of the time playing with cars (astonishing, eh?). For the first time, however, Charles wanted me to participate. I’m not sure that this is a good thing. Charles got the big semi and I had a little dune buggy like thing, which Charles expected me to run along side his semi in big circles. Occasionally as a change of pace we would run the cars headlong in to each other with much giggling.
During the evening I was reminded of Corwin in Texas. Corwin had a good time with Uncle Evil while we were in Texas. However, he did seem to be somewhat conflicted. I would frequently hear the following sequence
“Stop tickling me, Uncle Evil!”
“Let me go!”
“Nyah, nyah, you can’t catch me!”
Repeat as necessary. I expect that Blaine is experiencing the same as the evening we dropped off the boys Corwin was already on the “nyah! nyah!” phase of the cycle.