Aiden was super excited on the drive there, but he kept on pronouncing “Svengoolie and Car Show” in an odd way. It dawned on me what the problem might be and I asked, “Do you think we’re going to “Sevengoolie and a CAT show?”
“Yes!” he replied.
No, it’s a CAR show.”
His response, “NOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
In reality he loves cars almost as much as kittens, so he recovered from the misunderstanding in about a minute.
Volo was jam packed and I found a ’not really’ parking space and quickly got in the Sven line.
Which ended up being over 2 hours long.
I got over that going with the “We’re having an adventure” attitude, making friends with fellow line waiters, getting snacks for the boy while our new pals held our spot and enjoying all the compliments about how cute, sweet and adorable Aiden was. And when we finally said ‘Hi’ to Chicago’s favorite horror host and got our picture, I walked out with the boy thinking that that ended up being pretty fun.
What followed were plenty of vintage kiddie rides, amazing cars on display and stunning vehicles actually for sale. I’m considering getting the ’68 Plymouth Road Runner for $35,998. But considering I don’t have $35,998, maybe I should stop considering it.
We ended with a stroll through the antique mall where Aiden selected a much less expensive $1.50 Hot Wheel.
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