The Besh Moments In Life

Pulling into parking lot for Barnes & Noble (as Besh calls it, “the train store” due to the Thomas display in the kids section), we find an empty spot in front of Michael’s.  They’re displaying scarecrows for Halloween.

Besh: “That’s a scary clown.”

Me: “It’s a scarecrow.”

“Oh.  Like ‘Under The Rainbow.’”

“You mean ‘Over The Rainbow’?”

“Yeah.  That’s a super super good song.  I love it.”

“That is a good song.”

“But not the rest.  I can’t watch it.  It’s too scary.”

Which is true, as I’ve told him several times (we’ve watched the opening few minutes of Wizard of Oz, but I stop before the tornado).  But then how did he know there’s a scarecrow in it?

Yesterday we did the second visit to Chuck E Cheese.  Wednesday afternoon was awesome–he and 2 other kids had their run of the place.

After winning some tickets in some game or another, he got a toy dinosaur and a pirate eye patch.  We put it on and he promptly ran up to the (singing) Chuck E robot, waving frantically and pointing at his eyes.

“Look!  Look, Chuck E Cheese!  Look my eyes!  I’m a pirate!  I’m a pirate!  Look!”

Chuck E kept on singing.  10 seconds later the patch broke (making it, I think, the longest lasting 10-ticket pirate patch in the chain’s history).  Besh didn’t care, there were more cars to drive.

First visit to Chuck E. Cheese today.  He was excited, having heard the name at the tail end of Curious George on PBS (no pun intended, they’re a sponsor).

We walk in, order, sit in the showroom.  The animatronic band is doing a number.  He sees Chuck himself, the eyebrows shoot up, he stands on the chair, points and screams–

“DADDY!  MICKEY MOUSE!”