Final Day and Going Home

He had a bath this morning and stacked his toys.

Grandma sang in the Chautauqua Choir for Morning Worship.  Melanie watched Kevin until it was time for him to go to Sunday School.

After church, I suggested to Melanie that she go to The Athanaeum to reserve a table on the porch for us to have Brunch there while I went to pick up Kevin.  I stopped to find out when I could buy a CD of the Morning Worship, then ran into friends.  A block before reaching The Children's School, my phone rang.  It was Kevin's teacher wondering where I was.  Oh, no!  When I arrived, the lights were off and the staff was waiting at the door with Kevin.  I apologized.  Usually, it is I who have to wait for Kevin to get off the merry-go-round jungle gym!  After leaving, he remembered he had forgotten his "prayer catcher" craft.  Of course, the doors were locked.  When leaving again, another little girl said hers was on an outside table.  We went to see it so that I would know what a "prayer catcher" is, and Kevin's was there on the table too!  :)

 Melanie was able to secure a table for us which was adjacent to the President of the Institution, the Head of the Religion Dept., and our Chaplain for the week and their spouses.

It was a fabulous brunch, and Kevin enjoyed gorging himself on delectable chocolate covered strawberries.  Since it was so warm, the chocolate was melting, and fell on the table, on him, and on the floor -- which he then stepped in.  When it was time to go back inside for the dessert buffet, he was worried about the chocolate on his shoes on the nice Oriental carpets.  So we walked down on the lawn and wiped his shoes in the grass first.

It took a couple of hours to complete packing everything up and getting in all in our cars, but we were finally on our way home.  I could not drive more than 100 km. per hour as one of my run-flat tires was running flat.  So it was a slow ride home, we needed to eat our dinner, plus waited an hour wait at the border.  It was 8pm before we were home.  Kevin listened to the musicals on my iPod all the way home. 

At home, he pulled out his bike and took off on it.  The one we rented at Chautauqua was the next size bigger.  I wondered how he would do going back to the small bike.  Before Chautauqua, he complained the hill up our gently sloping driveway was too steep for him to ride up.  After navigating the hills at Chautauqua, he loped up the incline with ease!   His only complaint about the little bike is it has no kickstand.