We ventured out to the Malstrom Airforce Base this week to see the planes and check out the museum there. Well, after an hour of waiting (oi!) to get a special pass to go through security, we finally did it.
Once we'd finished, Reese grabbed my hand and said,
"Alright Mom, now let's go to the museum to see some dinosaur bones!"
She just gave me a blank stare as I tried to explain that, despite all innermost desires, not all museums contained dinosaur bones.
She looked disappointed after the third time of explaining, so we settled for another trip to the park. It was taking our lives in our hands, we knew, but I think Reese summed it all up with her pep talk to Sam once we pulled into the parking lot-
"Ok Sam, now let's NOT be scared. The swans are NOT going to eat your tummy today, ok? You just need to be super, SUPER brave. You can do it!"
We avoided the swans, and settled for drawing a chalk mural of the harrowing tale for passersby to enjoy.
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