Our Saturday began at 9:30 as Tina pulled into our driveway, 15 minutes late according to the time we gave her, on time according to the time we needed her there. This is the point at which I would poke fun at her if I didn't suffer from the same tendency. First stop was to drop Benjamin off at the house of my friend who had graciously offered to watch him. (Thanks Lori!) The diaper bag was brimming with everything we thought that she could possibly need and Ben was more than happy to have a playmate fully devoted to him. Next stop, Walking with the Dinosaurs. Well, after parking that is. The line into the parking garage went the length of the block and it didn't make sense why it was taking so long to move the line along. As we pulled up to the booth, we paid the 6 dollar fee by way of a ten. We then watched in amazement as the lady proceeded to take at least a minute thirty to count out the change. I actually watched her mouth one...lay the bill down...stare...and repeat. Suddenly the line was no longer a mystery.
I have anticipated the Walking with the Dinosaurs show since I first saw the contraband clips on YouTube. Actually being at the show put those clips to shame. The animatronics on display are breathtaking. You can easily detach with the knowledge that there are men controlling the beast. As you walk through the several periods of time, when the land was lush the plants appeared and when the climate changed, they withered away. In the very first scene, you see an egg hatch and said hatchling become a meat-eaters prey. As soon as I realized what happened, I threw my glance at Joshy to verify he was handling it okay. He has watched a thousand dinosaurs fight but never so life like and never involving the raiding of eggs. It was incredibly fun to watch him react to the show and quite amusing to hear him loudly voice questions along the way. First comes the question and then the follow up "Why?" Never have I before uttered "Let's wait and see" so many times. It felt like a mere twenty minutes when we reached intermission but my stomach was thankful for the reprieve. Joshy consented to sharing a pretzel pre-pretzel only to change his mind when the goods arrived. I shouldn't have been surprised. He is a notoriously bad pretzel sharer. The finale of the day was, of course, the tyrannosaurus rex. He was loud and intimidating and they were wise to place a live actor in the show to truly make you appreciate the creature's size. As the show wound to a close and quiet settled as people decided if it was indeed the end, I hear a loud "WOOOOOO" and see my son sitting with his hands straight up in the air. It was incredibly endearing and I joined with with a celebratory clap. The lights were soon up and we were on our way home. On that way home, headed down the stairs, Joshy got the idea to just fall straight forward. Never in a million years would I have trusted myself that much. Caught off guard it took me down a step as I tightened my grip and there is Joshy with his feet on the same step as mine and his head horizontal to his feet, just looking at the ground. Sometimes I just wonder what that little boy is thinking.
(Joshy's camera work)
One thing we did notice as we were standing up to leave is that there was a Canadian flag hanging in the arena. At first we said, "Hockey" but then realized that it still doesn't explain Canada. So apparently there is some kind of affiliation I am missing between our northern neighbor and this midwestern state. Interesting.
As a mere by the by, on the way home we saw the most insane car that I have ever seen. It was half maroon and half orange, OSU Cowboys on one door, OU Sooners on the other. We laughed, snapped a picture and wrote off the idiot who thought that was cool. Later that night we were driving to Jess's house for dinner and you will never believe what car pulls onto the freeway. The moronic half and half from earlier that day! The chances of that must certainly be remote but then again, if I saw a repeat Honda Civic, it might not register like this particular vehicle did. I was actually thinking of that exact same paint job for the Ford but this guy totally stole my thunder...
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