Today we went to a birthday party. Wendall was the oldest preschooler there, but he had a wonderful time. The three year old birthday boy had a train theme, can you imagine?
After the party, Wendall asked if we could go play at the boy's house someday soon. We have no playmates in the neighborhood, and the nearest playground is a long enough walk to tire us out before we could play. I have to start arranging actual playdates if the boy is to play with anyone. I had not realized how easy it was in Wahiawa. All we had to do was open a door, ad playmates swarmed. I think that this may be one of the big reasons people enjoy living on base. It was easier to just go out and play while we were in the apartment, even if the kids in the building were not terribly nice, at least there were kids!
On Friday, there was a bomb scare at the front gate of the base. Traffic was backed up for a mile, and it was impossible for me to get the boy to school. (The entrance to the town is just outside the gate to the base. The town was created when the farmers who owned the land that is now Rose Barracks were evacuated by Hitler. It is a reall small town, with two roads in and out. When traffic is backed up going on base, the tow of Sorghof becomes inaccessable.) It amazed me that after only four days of going to school, we were both upset that he could not go. We spent the morning trying to figure out what to do with ourselves, as it was raining. The afternoon was better, and we went for a nice walk. I am hoping that we don't have many days like that!
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