Today we had an impromptu visit to the Seattle Art Museum. It really didn't turn out to be as much fun as I had expected. There were about four pieces that Erik liked, but mostly he kept asking when it was time to eat lunch. One piece Erik enjoyed was the floor, because it was kind of like our floor. I think the most fun part of the experience for them both was the bus ride back to Vic's office to catch up with our car. I get nervous riding public transit because you never know who you're going to meet, and I'm always afraid of getting on the wrong bus or missing my stop and ending up in Timbuktu. The whole time Erik was waiting for his sundrops (they're like m&m's) that he could have after lunch. So we ate our lunch on the bus and I told him he had to wait until we got to the car for his candy...which turned out to be a blessing, because those of you who know Erik, can guess what's about to happen. We get in the car and Erik buckles his belt and anxiously waits for his sundrops. As we drive off, he rips the bag open too quickly, sundrops go flying everywhere, and he bursts into loud wails.
But it's always fun to try something new.
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I would cry, too. Sometimes I fantasize all day about a treat that I will have...and then, say if it's ice cream, I'll drop half of it. These days I've substituted tears with swearing, but the heartbreak is still there.
I fantasize about treats all day to come home and find out Kyle had eaten for a midnight snack. i could just hear Erik whining as I read your email..sorry it wasn't so great.
We went to an art museum to see our friends stuff and it was closed and the last day his stuff would be up. Buses scare me too. I'm always afraid I'll get lost. I almost missed my bus to the airport in LA. It was a crappy experience.
I didn't know Timbuckto was in Washington, I thought it was more in Montana.
Anyway I hate public transportation too. The Salt lake TRAX makes you sit across from people and I DREADED sitting face to face with people. I would try to look busy just so no one would talk to me. Am I an Anderson or WHAT?
You are brave. Beth, my sister in law who has lived in New York City for the past 10 years with six kids, says the farther west you go, the more tolerant people are about kids. What do you think?
I LOVE public transportation. I love it, I guess, because of the weirdos.
It would be different as a mom with kids, I'm sure. But I love talking to the homeless guys on the bus. They make my day.
I actually just borrowed that book you're reading from my friend. I haven't read it at all yet. Let me know how it is.
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