Dawn in Jackson Hole
As we drove north, I had to stop to snap a picture
This is what I had pictured in my mind:
It didn't work out that way.
Kids got seated and ready
And she blew spectacularly.
That was my first clue that this adventure would not be close to what I had envisioned.
The kids had no interest in filling out the Junior Ranger packet. Their interest in museum displays was directly correlated to how many buttons there were to push, how many lights lit up, or how long the video was. There was very little interest in how the park was created or why the elk in the park live shorter lives than those outside it. They ran from display to display, punching buttons and running to the next before the soundtrack finished. Micah did care more than the other kids, I must admit, but even his interest waned more quickly than I had hoped.
Initially, this made me sad. We were seeing one of the greatest wonders of the world, for crying out loud. Mud pots are COOL! Geysers are AWESOME!
But we're hungry! But I'm tired! But I need to go to the bathroom!
This trip was not about what I wanted or what I envisioned. I had planned this trip for them--to create their memories and spend time with them. My ideas really were irrelevant, and as long as I kept that perspective--trying to make it the best trip possible for THEM--we had a great time.
Micah would swoop in to carry this chubby guy around, push the stroller, or help get kids in and out of the car.
Grizzly and Wolf Discovery Center.
Yes, Micah took this picture.
And this one. Proof that I really was on this trip.
Those grizzly bears reminded me of my boys in so many ways.
I was mostly concerned as we made our way through the western art wing--until we reached the end. At the end of the long gallery is a makeshift studio, and the kids each found their own chair, some paper, and colored pencils.
We left without seeing one entire wing of the museum. And guess what? It was okay.
We found a park for lunch, and those kiddos climbed and ran and played and ate and got to be kids. And then what did we do? We found a movie theater that was playing "Inside Out." Ate popcorn and candy and ran around on the back row of the theater where we weren't disturbing anyone else.
It was so much better than the plan could have been.