Today we had the boys do a treasure hunt that we had set up last night. The point was to practice using a compass (which backfired since Henry already knew all the direction points of the house, so he didn’t even use it…). Anyway… the boys had a blast. They wanted to do one outside which we hadn’t done because we heard rain was in the forecast. Well, no rain, so I sent them outside to set up a treasure hunt for me. I gave instructions of writing which direction and how many steps to take in each direction to find the “treasure.” I was greeted, with, “that is the way you did it, but we are going to do it our way.”
So we played a game of follow the boys and they would tell me if I was hot or cold, or which tree branch to look behind. I was a bit frustrated because they were not understanding the point of the treasure hunt, but they were really into it so I had to let it go. Then, things went sour. Bennett mistakenly told me what the next treasure was. That was the end of the treasure hunt. There was stomping, un-burying of other treasure, arms crossing and running back inside. Poor Bennett, he really had no idea what happened But just like that the fun was over. O-V-E-R!
After some calming words and time I was able to convince the boys that perhaps a team treasure hunt- Mama and Bennett vs. Dada and Henry could take place this weekend. That was welcomed with much enthusiasm- arms were uncrossed and furrowed brows turned to grins. So… this weekend will be the treasure hunt championship at Porcupine Knoll. We are all very excited.