This week is Dinosaur Camp for the Goober, down at the Carnegie Museum. Which was my idea, and really good for her socially and educationally and it's getting her out of the damned apartment and she's having a ball. So, yay.
For me? It means rushing around getting her dressed and fed in the morning (she is SO not a morning person; it's like looking in a mirror). Then we get in the Jeep and drive an hour to go MAYBE fifteen miles to the museum. It takes a half hour to forty-five minutes to go six miles on the expressway. Every. Damn. Morning. Whoever thought having five lanes suddenly go down to two, right before a tunnel, needs beaten down with a tire iron. (I will have to get a picture of this highway system on Google Earth. It really has to be seen to be believed. Hell, I drive it every day and I don't believe it.)
Anyway. Monday, when I went to pick up the Goob, she was in full-blown hysterics over an art project. It hadn't turned out the way she wanted, and she went bonkers. I do believe pain from a growth spurt, hunger, over stimulation, and just being goddamn four played a role. It took me an hour to calm her down. Then I started showing her things I've made that didn't turn out quite like I planned. (Which is, what, every knitting and spinning project I've ever done?) Then I showed her stuff I've gotten frustrated by and put aside. She realized that frustration is normal but you don't have to go berserk over it. Hopefully she will remember it next time. I'm not holding my breath.
Yesterday? She cried again.
This time because she didn't want to leave. Pardon me while I thunk my head on a wall for a while. (Pretty sure I'm going to have that photo professionally printed and frame it.)
For me, the time has been spent hanging out. With the drive, it's ridiculous to go home and then come back to pick the kid up later; it's only a three hour camp. Monday the museum was closed and I spent the day hanging out in the sculpture garden/outdoor cafeteria:
I knit and watched Leverage* on my net book. The museum has free wifi, so I've been quite content slouching around. In fact, I'm back in the same place right now, blogging. The museum will open in an hour, though, and school tour groups will muster here. It will turn into a madhouse, so then I go inside to hang out in the cafe. This is the view from there:
Yesterday I had iced tea and a dinosaur cookie. Got to eavesdrop on the planning committee and the children's education committee meetings and was quite amazed and pleased. There doesn't seem to be any backstabbing or snide behavior among the staff - well, of course there is, but it's minimal because I wasn't seeing any, watching these meetings. I got a chance to tell the head of the kid's ed department that I'm very impressed at how organized the summer camp program is, so that was nice, too.
Three more days. For one of them, I'm going to actually pay admission and cruise the art museum. But mostly I plan to mellow out and knit a lot. If it weren't for the damn drive and the crying kid, life would be damn good.
*Leverage is a show on TNT that I've discovered. Timothy Hutton (I've always been a fan) leads a band of criminals in a lot of Robin Hood behavior. Very fun. The writing and acting are all top notch. No idea why I hadn't heard of it before; the third season starts this Sunday, so I'm catching up beforehand. While knitting in the sculpture garden.
Aaaah. If only I didn't have to drive here.