We did too much this weekend, and the kids paid us back in no uncertain terms, with lots of naughty behavior tonight. We deserved it. All of it. I know it's all our fault. If we had done a better job as parents, we would have had a smoother ride. Instead, the kids ran the show and I'm exhausted, re-stratigizing for the new week. But as taxing as some days can be while I'm still moving through them, I also know I will only look back and remember the smiles, the joy and the delectable innocence. That's why memories are so wonderful - you take the imagery, but rarely the pain.
Nevertheless, it was lights out at 7:30.
Today we went to Alcatraz with friends. It was a first for them, and for our kids, but not for Daddy and me. Many exciting improvements have been made in the ten years since my last visit. I wasn't expecting nearly as much as we received. It was a great outing, and of course, the weather could not have been better!
My dad has a funny line that he likes to say while touring museums, cathedrals, gardens or castles. As we all know, you can always hear a baby screaming at the top of their lungs while at any of these attractions. This is a universal truth. And when this occurs, my dad will always say dryly, Oh yeah, babies looooove museums. Or Oh yeah, babies just loooove touring castles. Today our running joke was: Oh yeah, four-year-olds loooove audio tours. (Not.)
OK, I'm done complaining - moving on!
Miss Frijoles and I found ourselves wandering alone on the audio tour for a while, and I became completely mesmerized by the intensity of her temporary solitude. She could not be reached. She was so entranced in the story of Alcatraz, something I didn't expect. I loved taking pictures of her listening, walking and in thought. Every image seems to have a *solitary confinement* element to it.
When we finised our self-guided tour, and exited the building, I told Frijoles how proud I was of her for doing such a good job.
What do you mean? She asked, barely above a whisper.
I mean, you were were so focused and into the tour. It was fun for me to watch you enjoying it, I replied.
Well, I didn't actually like it, Mama. It was, you know....kinda creepy. :-/
ps - best blue - can I get a color match?!