. . . I Spent $14 For Dirt, and It Was Worth Every Penny
I don’t know how you moms with lots of children do it. I really don’t. Keeping my two rapscallions alive all the live long day is enough that, at 6:30 each evening when Pat comes upstairs from his home office, I say “here” and pass off the girls to him. Then I flee to the bedroom for some peace.
But one recent Friday I was all:
yet it was only 2:30 pm.
“Come on, girls, into the van.”
“Where are we going, Mommy?”
“I don’t know, but we’re going somewhere.”
One caramel spice latte, two mini ice cream cones, and one fruit cup later (free ice cream at Roy Rogers!) . . . and it was only
. . . 3:15.
Okay, girls, we’re going to the zoo!
In my desperation to kill time before bedtime, I forgot Pat’s recent outing with the girls to a pet store. They had to leave because the girls became frightened by a rabbit.
A rabbit! In a plexiglas cage!
What adults see:
What my girls see:
2. So anyway, I drove the girls to a nearby “wild animal park,” which we generously call “the zoo.”
We didn’t make it past the first animal cage.
Girl 1 took one look at the parrots and goats.
“Too scary,” she declared.
And refused to budge.
3. But this humble little wild animal park had lots else to offer, thanks in part to their Halloween display. So, we whiled away the hours before bedtime with educational exhibits on:
Wild beasts of farthest Africa:
Grizzlies of the Northern Wild:
and Genetically Modified Organisms:
4. Let’s back up minute, shall we?
5. Pat was at home working but was with us in spirit:
6. In the end, the girls found a wide expanse of dirt and played in it until closing.
I sat on a hay bale in the shade, felt the cool breeze, breathed deeply, and gazed at the clear, blue sky up beyond the maple leaves. It was quite peaceful, actually.
Getting home just in time to hand the girls off to Daddy for bath and bedtime: Priceless!
… Linking up with conversion diary and hoping Jen will let this count as seven quick takes. 🙂