Saturday, we had big plans to go to the Aquarium with Carrie and Amy's families. I was so excited. I really thought Jack was just gonna love it. On our drive down, we passed by lots of cows. Jack would point and laugh and make all the noises he makes when he gets excited. I thought to myself, "Wow, if he thinks seeing animals as we pass them by at 70 miles an hour is cool, he'll love to get to see things close up." My first problem was thinking that meeting at 11am was a good idea. Jack usually takes a nap around then. I thought he'd be fine because he'd be so excited to see the other kids and all the fish. He doesn't seem to want to nap when something new is around, so why would Saturday be any different? I don't know why, but it was. He looked at some of the fish and thought it was okay, but very quickly we realized how tired he really was. All he wanted to do was push his stroller around, and if you did anything to help guide it away from other kids he was about to run into he threw a fit. All in all, it wasn't a bad experience, but I will never be so naive as to think that anything is worth missing nap time.
4 months ago