Jordan and I had a very green St. Patty's day at the Botanic Garden and Aquarium with our library friends. Everything is growing right now. I think in another 2 weeks or so the gardens will really be a cool place to spend the morning. Spring Break in ABQ is next week, but you wouldn't have known it from the hordes of kids that showed up by the busloads today. All of us moms kind of looked at each other like, oh hell.
Anyway, Jo was really excited to see the fish, and kept pulling me through the aquarium until we got to the sharks "Come on Mama, Come on Mama, sharks, sharks, sharks". Once we got to the sharks, she wanted to leave. She did pause long enough to see the "petting" aquarium. They had a tank set up with little crabs and urchins and other critters that they would bring up so you could touch their shells. It was pretty cool, they've never had that before when we've gone. So maybe it did pay to go on national field trip day.
I think Jo was in such a rush in the aquarium because what she was REALLY excited about was the picnic lunch. I told her last night what we'd be doing the next day, and "pic-a-nic" is what she talked about when I put her to bed and when she got up in the morning. She wanted to make sure that I had packed the blanket. I guess it's just not a picnic without a blanket. Unfortunately they had completely soaked the big open lawn in the gardens, so we had to use our blanket on the paved part, but that was OK with Jo. When I put her down for bed tonight she talked about her picnic and what she ate.
After we got home, and after Jo's fake nap in the car and her hour-long refusal to take a real nap in the crib, we played in the backyard. I broke down and gave her her Easter present today: a green flowered watering can. She LOVES it. I've told her that you use it to water plants so they grow, and "grow" is the verb that stuck, not "water". So she went around watering the same two flowered pots saying "I grow it, I grow it". She was pretty intense about the watering, going back and forth between each pot. I pointed her to some other plants and she watered those, sloshing water as she walked because she's not strong enough to hold the pail with one hand.
So we had green thumbs instead of green beer for St. Pat's this year. It was a good day.
Anyway, Jo was really excited to see the fish, and kept pulling me through the aquarium until we got to the sharks "Come on Mama, Come on Mama, sharks, sharks, sharks". Once we got to the sharks, she wanted to leave. She did pause long enough to see the "petting" aquarium. They had a tank set up with little crabs and urchins and other critters that they would bring up so you could touch their shells. It was pretty cool, they've never had that before when we've gone. So maybe it did pay to go on national field trip day.
I think Jo was in such a rush in the aquarium because what she was REALLY excited about was the picnic lunch. I told her last night what we'd be doing the next day, and "pic-a-nic" is what she talked about when I put her to bed and when she got up in the morning. She wanted to make sure that I had packed the blanket. I guess it's just not a picnic without a blanket. Unfortunately they had completely soaked the big open lawn in the gardens, so we had to use our blanket on the paved part, but that was OK with Jo. When I put her down for bed tonight she talked about her picnic and what she ate.
After we got home, and after Jo's fake nap in the car and her hour-long refusal to take a real nap in the crib, we played in the backyard. I broke down and gave her her Easter present today: a green flowered watering can. She LOVES it. I've told her that you use it to water plants so they grow, and "grow" is the verb that stuck, not "water". So she went around watering the same two flowered pots saying "I grow it, I grow it". She was pretty intense about the watering, going back and forth between each pot. I pointed her to some other plants and she watered those, sloshing water as she walked because she's not strong enough to hold the pail with one hand.
So we had green thumbs instead of green beer for St. Pat's this year. It was a good day.
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