Treasure Hunt

For TRC’s birthday, I found myself in a bit of a dilemma. On the one hand, it looked like it was going to be the only day we could go out and about on an Expedition while my mom was up visiting for the weekend. On the other, I didn’t want to do anything with him on his birthday that he didn’t really want to do. For example, there was this antique store that Denisa and I had been wanting to visit, and some places downtown, and we had some errands to take care of . . . taking TRC out on a birthday trip that involved those, and still have him have a fun time . . . how to do it?

The solution was simple: treasure hunt.

The night before, I wrote a long poem, encompassing seven clues that would take us all over the area. The morning of his birthday, I printed out the poem, cut it into stanzas (clues), rolled them up, tied them, burned the edges and stuck them in my pocket. I gave him the first clue, and then we drove from place to place. At each place, we’d get out and search for the clue, and then after a bit, I would actually place the clue somewhere (during the search). TRC was amazed at how much prep time I’d done for this hunt. Of course, the treasure hunt wasn’t just errands and antique stores. There was also a trip to an ice cream place, bowling, and a picnic. My favorite TRC quote of the day? “This is the best birthday I could imagine.”

Not bad for a couple hours work of prep time, and definitely worth it.

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2 Responses to Treasure Hunt

  1. Anonymous says:

    Look at you
    Being all the fun dad…
    Who knew?
    H

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