It is so great to have children old enough to do stuff. We finally feel like our kids are in a place where we can take advantage of the many things our city has to offer. We won’t be taking them to the symphony on the Botanical Gardens lawn any time soon, but we felt comfortable heading out to Laumeier Park to check out the sculptures and felt confident we wouldn’t lose anyone.
We took the message here to be “We’ve got our eye on you” and reminded the children that sculptures were not for climbing.
The distance between sculptures was perfect for running. The kids would take off down a hill. . .
. . . stop long enough for Bubba to read the name of the sculpture and the artist (hilarious). . .
. . . and then take off running again!
This red one, The Way, by Alexander Liberman was one of Honey’s favorites while I preferred The Necklace by Linda Fleming:
The kids’ ultimate favorite was this guy:
Titled Face of Earth #3, the artist Vito Acconci had a bit of an attitude in my mind. The description read, in part, “this piece proposes that a bland, easy to understand, integrating face is what the general public wants in art.” Well, it’s what my kids wanted in art. They “got” this one and loved it. They climbed in and out of those facial features for ages . .
and then Bubba fell:
and the girls all ran to
his aid check out the blood:
When all that mothering and oohing and aaahing was finished we headed off again. I had told the kiddos, while still in the car, that there would be lots of running and mommy would be taking lots of pictures. They could run and run but when mommy or daddy said stop, they were to stop. AND when mommy wanted to take a picture, the quicker they complied the quicker it would be done and they could run some more. See how well they did:
You can see why. . . I mean, they were good sports but their hearts just weren’t in it anymore! That’s alright. It was a good training session. We’ll try again before too long.
When I suggested we go to the park on Labor Day, the pitch included a picnic lunch. How romantic, right? Well, that idea was shot down by my Honey’s rather immediate, “OR we could go to Chickfila!” So, I would like to end this post with a photo and a Budweiser type homage.
“Here’s to you, picnicking in the park couple. You sit on your sheet covered bench enjoying the brisk morning air (wish I’d brought a jacket) while sipping an undisclosed beverage and showcasing your wedding gift picnic basket (you couldn’t return it). Your presence mocks the families passing by and you like it. (we don’t have children!) So here’s to you picnicking in the park couple. Stay clean while we head to the food court. (The picnicking in the park coooooooupllllllle.)