Thursday, July 12, 2007

Day 138 - 07/08/2007

We went to Jessica and Jeremy's house for the day. Nothing exciting to report, except we went across the street to a local "water" park. I put "water" in quotes as back home water parks are places where there are slides and pools and such. Not here. In Bloomington (and maybe elsewhere) they consist of water fountains and misters and such. The kids loved it.

We also stopped by the Prairie Aviation Museum to check out the planes on public display. I would have liked to have gone in and checked them out up close, but the museum was closed (that and they charged admission -- I don't think I would have wanted to pay for two adults and four kids for the few minutes we would have been there).

We hit State Farm Park again for a dip in the pool. Steve told us it was open until 9p, but when we got there at 715p, the lady told us it closed at 8p. Whoops. We had a good time with the short time we had though, so that was nice.

What wasn't nice was the meltdown the kids had. As we were leaving the pool, their cousins were told they'd be taken to McDonalds. M & N overheard this and started pestering to be taken there as well. Since it was 8p and they had already had dinner and they were going to be soon, we told them we wouldn't be going. That did it. One of my favorite lines from Pink Floyd is from "Two Suns in the Sunset" off their "Final Cut" album; it pretty much sums up what happened next:

The rusty wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in
Gives way and suddenly it's day again

Well, it wasn't day again, but the rusty wire did give way. N called D a "meanie head" and M started moaning and crying and ranting about the injustice of it all. The icing on the cake was when N hauled off and hit D in the leg. Whoops. That was not the right thing to do. We left and went straight home, where I put the kids to bed. After I read some "Princess Bride" to them, they were still moaning. I put the kibosh on that by threatening not only not to take them to the bookstore in the morning, but also to not allow them to watch any DVDs on the way down to Olney.

Nary a peep was heard from them the rest of the night.

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