Fun Week - Day 2

We've been hearing about this fun place called the Museum of Transportation lately. I have probably seen the sign 50 times, and it finally occurred to us that we should go check it out--especially after Beth blogged about their great day. So this was Day 2 of our week of fun.

Try to ignore the fact that I'm wearing my "special pajamas." That's code for the same clothes I wore the previous day AND slept in. It was one of those days where we had a hard enough time getting out the door, so guess which one of us didn't get a shower. The girls loved exploring the inside of the trains, although they were quite disappointed that we didn't actually get to use the toilets in there.

The most fun for them (and the most challenging for me) was the play area called Creation Station. They had toys, crafts, a puppet theatre, and flowers you could "plant" in a cup with dirt.

The reason it was challenging for me was the worker, who was so right-brained it is amazing she could function in the world. She came up with all the crafts herself, and they were adorable.

I wouldn't be surprised if she painted all the murals herself, and she quoted poetry to me that she had written. The. Whole. Time. She would always end with an enthusiastic, "Do you like that?" Somehow between my grunts and short responses, she took me to be a goddess, full of wisdom. Then she started sharing her struggles as a single mom and a person who is very creative but has no logic (her words, not mine). By the time I was stealthily backing toward the door, she was telling Hubby that I should be a counselor and thanking me over and over for my enlightenment. That was really painful because the whole time I was scheming my escape. Funny how God uses even the times that we are not wholeheartedly into the moment. The more I thought about her later, the more I thought that the world needs more people like her. She was simple, honest, and beautiful. Check me out in the picture. Wonder. Amazement. And wondering how fast I could get to that door.