The UnBoxing Videos

Only the internet literate or the grandparents of tiny boys know the importance of YouTube and those channels that support the unboxing of the latest and greatest lego products... What is unboxing .... Even the aging penguin number two knows that... A YouTube video which takes the viewer from receipt of the package to the assembly of product with detailed commentary at every stage... The producers of these videos range from the five year old over indulged brat to the 30 something individual who failed to grow up... The commentary serious.. Serious... Serious.. Detailed... No talking down to anyone here... Like their Australian cousins the little American tikes watch... Stare... Enthralled.... Learn... learn... Learn... This is serious... Mum... Mum ... I want to watch on the big screen... Mum.. Mum.. This is important... No... No... The iPad is too small.... This is serious... Serious business for four year old... For five year old ... For 6 year old... Marketing and initiatives that would only have occurred to penguin number two in those brief moments when his sleep apnoea machine failed to cope with the constriction of his airwaves and his oxygen starved brain resorted to inventing rather than recalling reality..


As is the way of things in this part of America the payment of rates provides access to a community only beach... If that is not good enough then the payment of a few hundred dollars more gets you access to even a more private beach complete with lifeguard.... A swimming pool.... Glorious shaded lawn areas overlooking the sound... Barbeque facilities... Café... Tennis courts... What more could a family ask for than to have access to the Roton Point Community Club....

Sunday lunch at Roton Point... Why not.. Pack a bottle of wine... Load up the kids.. Don't forget their goggles... Don't forget that new plastic shovel for little Bowen... That table on the sand near the café looks good....

Oh the embarrassment of it all... The shame... The apologies... I will pay... I am so sorry... Really I will pay... A young father has his kids seated a few tables further away from the café.. He emerges from the café.. He balances a huge tray of kids only goodies... Hamburgers... Fries... More Hamburgers... More fries... Drink cup after drink cup... Little Bowen... Spade in hand tests his sand shovelling skills... For such a little tike they are extraordinary... A shovel of the best Roton Point sand is distributed with amazing precision and uniformity over the entire surface area of the food ladened tray.... The owners face takes on a look of disbelief... Bowen's father devastated... Everyone good natured... The café so impressed with Bowen's skill they replace the tray... contents and all... The neighbouring tables appreciate the free entertainment provided by the little fellow... They look disappointed that his attempts to repeat his feat are thrawrted by the compulsory acquisition of his newly acquired shovel...

Our time in Rowayton is coming to an end... We sit out in the backyard on a lazy Sunday evening... The weather glorious... The chicken is in the smoker... The wine delicious.... 4 year old Westy wanders past... Westy as cool and laid back as a four year old can be.... Speaks at a pace and with a drawl than would make John Wayne jealous... What are you doing Westy... I'm trying to track down a board... Why do you want a board Westy.... Not a board... A board... What do you mean Westy... I am trying to track down a board up in the tree ... What do you mean Westy... A board in the tree... Do you mean a stick Westy... No a board is an animal... Does the board have fur Westy ... A look of complete disdain for his ignorant antipodean grandparents.... No!... a board has FEATHERS... The penguins are not coping with the American accents of their grandchildren...

Time to leave the pollen laden air of Connecticut - Off to Las Vegas tomorrow...

 

 

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