Thoughts and observations of my life as I am going through mid-life changes. I am a mom dealing with depression, a child with Asperger's, an abusive ex-husband, plus moving back home with my parents to help take care of them and now my grandmother and both parent's death in just a fourteen month timespan. Simply put my house is full of chaos. As I start to walk this new path I will leave a trail of stories for you to follow. Thanks for traveling with me.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Walking With Dinosaurs Part II
Tonight was the night, we went to watch "Walking With Dinosaurs" downtown at the Arena. The kids were so excited because they knew that we not only were going to watch the show but we were taking the subway to get there.
When the doors opened the car would rock and P thought that we were floating. I love how he puts things together. I could see how he thought that, after all we couldn't see the wheels from inside the car.
I was really proud of both children. They held our hands when we were in the large crowds and followed our instructions to our seats very carefully. They even didn't get scared with all the dinosaur roars. Though the roaring was not as loud as I thought it would be.
The best part of the show was when the baby T-Rex came out. There was a huge build up and then the drapes opened and this little T-Rex came out. Of course it was even better when his mommy showed up.
I wish I could see it again, it was worth the cost. Though if there is a next time I am going to try to sit in the lower seats. It was good from the nosebleed seats and I know it must be fantastic from the lower seats.
P was trilled when he saw the dinosaurs. He was literally on the edge of his seat. B was so cute, she was telling everyone that the dinosaurs were not real, they were robots and they couldn't hurt us. She was al smiles for most of the show. Though near the end she needed to walk around a little bit. A four year old eventually has to move around even when facing dinosaurs from millions of years ago.
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