…said an annoyed mom to a misbehaving 6 yr old, midway through our camping trip. Four children and four adults. Everyone had a good time, but there were moments with the children. Reason usually prevailed, occasionally bribes.
However, the story continued even after the photos ended. Joe had our car-battery charger out of the car to charge cellphones at the campsite. The kids were curious about this strange looking contraption. As darkness fell, the four children encircled the car as Joe opened up the hood of our old Honda and gave an explanation of the car battery.
The kids pointed again and again. “What’s that?” A battery. “And that?” A battery post. “What’s this?” Brake fluid reservoir. “And that?” A spark plug. A flashlight illuminated each part as Joe named the parts of a car engine. To our surprise, the kids couldn’t get enough information and asked questions faster than he could answer them.
The next day everyone piled into the cars ready to leave the campsite. And in the strangest of coincidences – one car had a dead battery! (Someone had left an interior light on.) Joe pulled out the car-battery charger, and the youngest kid reminded him where to attach the charging clamp and which color clamp went where.
When the car with the dead battery started up, the kids were amazed. We four adults were amazed at how a look at a car engine could start up the kids’ interest. We really truly did not make this up.