This weekend quite literally had a family circus complete with planes trains and automobiles.
Friday morning started with a trip to see Thomas the train with my dad and Ben. It is interesting what a two year old enjoys the most. The train was great, but the free bus ride was a bigger hit. He also really enjoyed the clown and kind of inadvertently stole the show. Yes, tiny adorable kid in he front who thinks he is big. Oh, you are a natural performer too, yeah, just take over here. It was precious, but I am not partial.
So upon leaving the Thomas exhibit, we had to rush because we had a flight to Virginia later in the day to see one of the last circus shows. Yes, my in-laws flew ten people (the whole crew) to a new time zone to see a show. I have to admit, after the experience of having us all together, it was totally worth it. No one lost any limbs and we all pretty much got along, which is saying a lot for the sheer quantity of strong-willed individuals present. The circus itself was great. My ex-gymnast self wanted so badly to fly through the air. My mommy self wanted to pull them off of stage and explain the perils that they were facing daily and that their Momma’s have knots in their stomachs as we speak.
We got to see Fort Monroe too. The fort itself was an architectural phenomenon. I especially liked it because the arches between rooms were 5’8″ so I felt like a giant. We were priviledged to witness a unique flag ceremony with a reenactment band.
We finished he weekend with a trip to an air and space museum. The geniuses in Virginia even added a playground. Brilliant.
We are home now and aside from some serious sleep deprivation from changing time zones and sharing a room with a restless toddler, we are so content to be home. Let’s see what adventures await for tomorrow. For today, I will rest.