I have this whole Mormon Monday post in my head, but am too tired to write it at this point. Hopefully soon.
Instead I will leave you with a (slightly altered) picture from our trip to the nearest children’s museum today. It apparently opened in October, but I didn’t hear about it until a few weeks ago. So very, very glad it is there, even if it is an hour away. The kids had a blast.
I know the picture would be much more enjoyable if you could see their faces, but you know me . . . I thought of password protecting this post (I even went back and password protected the one I put out there at Christmas), but instead I just decided to do the whole virtual Michael Jackson thing. Too bad my photo software doesn’t have stamps of those fancy shmancy Mardi Gras masks. Or blankets.
Anyway, it was nice to have an extra day with all the kids and the husband home. How often does that happen??? Not often, I tell you. In fact, the husband was out of town all last week, so to have him in town and off work? It’s like Christmas all over again. I wasn’t about to let it go to waste with us all just sitting around the house staring at each other and listening to the cows moo.
Just kidding, no cows near us actually. Just lots of farm fields, and they are all pretty quiet. Especially this time of year. Come to think of it, if there were cows around here it wouldn’t be so deadly quiet. And we could go cow tipping on Friday nights, which would at least be something to do.
Kidding! I would never actually go cow tipping.
I swear, though, my kids were acting like total bumpkins as we were walking the two blocks from our downtown parking location to the (also downtown) museum. They were all jittery around all that traffic (the city isn’t that big, and downtown felt virtually dead) and saying how they never want to live in the city. I, on the other hand, was all, “I wonder if there is an apartment for rent above that Chinese place over there by the bookstore? Think of all the places we could go just by walking a few blocks or less! Like a bookstore and a Chinese place!!” And my country-fied (though not country fried) kids were all, “Noooooo! We might get hit by all the cars!!!”
Yeah, all three of them. Cars that is. Three cars. We still have five kids (see picture above).
This summer? Chicago! Our new museum membership gets us in to a lot of the museums in the Windy City for free or discounted prices, and my conglomeration of Cletuses (Cleeti?) need some QT in the city.
And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.