Saturday, April 05, 2008
To the beat of a Drum-UPDATED
Wow guys, Picture this;
Big grown up boys paying close attention to their mother, prior to boarding the train.
They- the big guys- asking so gently if they could sit up at the top of the train-ALLBYTHEMSELVES!
"Fine by me," says mom.
Occasionally the eldest glancing below at mom and youngest brother just to 'check in' and make sure that mom is doing okay.
How Cute is that?
Arriving into the big train station and capturing a picture of the two boys near the flowers and the amazing glass design.
Getting asked by security to please stop taking pictures-WHOOPS!
Meeting up with daddyEeeO and walking down many dark damp steps while carrying the stroller, to board the water taxi.
A beautiful breeze and a great way to gain access to Michigan Avenue.
The boys gazing up at the Canal street bridge and while hearing drums being beat by the darling homeless gentleman (that is the same gentleman that I once saw daily while working in the city prior to December of 2005) they proclaim, "WOW, mom dad, LOOK! It's a parade!!"
Yes, because of the amount of people that were walking across the bridge just because it's Chicago.
Just lots of people- because it's Chicago.
But mix drums with that and we have a parade.
People walk to those beats and it adds more zest to their walk.
Naturally it was Friday so there's always more zest in anybody's steps on Friday-especially when heading home.
The water taxi ride was wonderful, the day that started out gloomy, turned into a blue sky puffy cloud, 50something degree day (Thank you Susan for the rain dance you must have done while perusing the streets for snippets)!!
The Lego store was amazing, I didn't want to leave!! I gave the Lego man a big bear hug as he sat on the bench just outside of the store. I sneered at Darth Vader even though he was taller then taller then say, even my brothers and Dad. I ran from the scary yellow and black spider that sat suspended near the escalator just outside of the entrance of the store.
I tried breaking apart the stores creations because I wanted to, and THEYDIDN'TEVENBREAK!
Yes, we bought Jackson a Lego and a Lego wallet, because naturally he'll need it since he is now part of the Lego club and received a member card as well as a loyalty punch card-"buy 35$ worth of Lego's 10X and you'll receive a $10 off gift card."
Sullivan was a sweet heart, all that walking is hard on a three year oldies feet, so he too received a Lego piece, and a build it yourself Lego guy, but we lost the Lego guys gun-"now Sullivan, we need to keep this Lego guy in the bag so you don't lose any pieces."
Uh, yeah, didn't happen.
So, we-he- misplaced, for lack of a better term, the little teeny tiny gun somewhere outside of the Lego store between there or near the Billy Goat's Tavern Bar sign, just below oodles of steps near the blocks we needed to cross to pick up the water taxi to ride back to the train.
He'll survive. He only complained for the first few minutes. He got over it when we boarded the water taxi. For those of you that are new, he was on a water taxi last year for daddy day at work, and while boarding the boat, his shoe fell into the river. He hasn't forgotten and reminded everyone near him about that shoe situation
Going forward though, if you ever find yourself looking for a needle in a haystack, or in our circumstances, a Lego gun the size of a safety pin, all you need to do is call on the milk shake men!
We dined on the most fabulous cuisine a parent could EVER ask for: McDonald's for the first course, Sbarro's pizza for the second course, Garrett's Caramel Corn popcorn for the teaser, and naturally, from the milk shake men (MCDONALD'S AGAIN!), a vanilla shake.
The train ride home was a bit rough only because it was the 7:40pm train, and there were quite a few annoyed Cubs fans due to the loss of the team, er I mean amounts of Bud they had injected. You could SMELL their hangovers just waiting for them around the corner. Mix that in with some rather strong smells of weed, and I made certain that we picked the train car that held the most tired and hang over ready peeps, and I did make sure that my boys were "as quiet as possible."
I can be mean. We sang songs about rhyming-real quiet.
I made certain that Ben didn't bang on the plexi-glass window because I wouldn't want the passed out beersmellingwithamixof mary-jane scowling Cubs fan that was sitting nearby, to grow disgruntled and accuse my son of having the Billy Goat curse. (A curse that the Cubs have, Google it, you'll see).
We had a great time! I really didn't want it to end. They'll have this memory forever, and you could see how excited they were. My only mistake was telling Jackson that the Lego place wasn't a museum, but a store. I should have told him it was an 'interactive museum,' so he could remain focused on fun, versus looking for that prize of Indiana Jones or the brand new Speed Racer set. But if you ask me, his reaction was what I expected.
After all, picture your favorite love and picture walking into a store of your favorite love..now, imagine knowing that you could purchase something of your favorite love, versus just looking at it like you would a museum. You following along? Chances are you'd look for that perfect piece too. Versus just playing with the bins of whatever your favorite love is.
We had a great time. I know I keep saying it, but, I didn't want it to end.
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I'll get the pictures uploaded just as soon as possible.
65 degree's today on this fine Saturday! I'm off to enjoy more family-pseudo-CHV's and friends time!
Talk to you Later!