For the two mothers, Joslyn & Lesley, it was the usual level of chaos; & for George & me, it was greatly accelerated chaos. Noise, clutter, & social interaction levels all greatly increased.
Sunday morning the blue track got set up in our living room. It suctioned onto the window.
The 4 children participated, each at his/her particular level.
I did the pics.
This is Reed with Lesley. Though the blue track is usually at his house this time he was an observer.....except when he had some important side business,
Timmo had a favorite truck called Pantry Truck [a name that has great sticking power] that rode the blue track many times with many mishaps-- over turnings, jumping the tracks, & going disastrously airborne. This truck got kisses for all the pain it sustained in crashes.
Then Max's approach was that a car in the hand was worth two or more on the track. He wasn't up to relinquishing his favorites cars into the common fray.
Lucy was completely into it: races, crashes, & her car that both went into the air & landed back on the track. I forget her truck's name.
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