Yesterday, at the suggestion of my lovely Enjo seller, we took the kids to Petersham Bowling Club. As it happens, there is a bus that runs from the bottom of the hill we live on to the end of the street the PBC is on. Since Charlie is something of a public transport addict, we figured this was a win-win. On the way to the bus stop, the kids demonstrated the aspects of childrearing that allow children to make it to adulthood.
I swear this was not in any way staged. It followed on from Charlie and Elissa both telling me, spontaneously (OK, Elissa was copying, but still) that they were very excited.
Even the 10 minute wait for the bus didn't dampen spirits.
That is excited for Charlie.
The PBC itself was a great way to round out a weekend. The kids are allowed to run around (barefoot) on the unused bowling greens, and we sat outside, had a beer and watched them. I think it may become a regular event. Ben and Charlie both told me that they wanted to stay there for the rest of their lives.