"I feel wrong..."

On our ride to the Jumpin' Jungle yesterday, 

we realized that Caleb was not wearing socks, something
the JJ requires of all the kids who want to jump and play there. 

Hoping to preempt a melt-down, I quickly suggested that they would
surely have socks there for the kids who weren't wearing them. 

After a long silence, Caleb said, "Emmy, I feel wrong."

When I asked him what he meant, he said he was worried that there
would not be socks there and that he wouldn't get to play.

The good news is that there were socks for sale!

But I was struck by Caleb's choice of words.
I think I know exactly the feeling he was describing.

It's that shift in our very being when we start fearing that
things aren't going to be the way we think we need them to be
in order to get our needs met.

And at that very moment, we do feel wrong.
Knowing that it's just a feeling and not necessarily a fact makes all the difference
in how much we allow that wrong feeling to determine our outlook.
Thanks, Caleb, for reminding me of that!  

Happy boy in new socks!

Mood Ring

Caleb bought a mood ring for $2 in the Museum Gift Shop

and reported on his mood throughout the rest of the afternoon.

It was almost always "lovable" or "romantic".

That's Caleb!

Caleb's Day

List of to-do's: 

Science Spectrum

Cici's Pizza

Clay Cafe

Laser Show at the Tech Museum

Jumpin' Jungle 

(That's a monkey.)

YO with Sawyer

(We didn't do that one, as Sawyer was sick

and had to be picked up early from daycare,

resulting in a backseat "surprise". Yuck!)

It was a great day with Caleb!

Mud Day

Hmmm...Is Emmy running out of things to do?

Me too?

Looks like Sawyer is ready to travel too!

My Black Visor

I asked Caleb to take a couple of pictures of me in my black travel visor,

so I could send them to my travel-buddy, Debi.

Well, as you can see, Caleb went above and beyond.

This first one is rather avante-gard, 

don't you think?

Another GRAND Day!

 Remember 70+ year-old Henrietta?

We actually used her today to make 

fresh-squeezed fruit punch.

 And it packed quite a pucker!

 Sweet brothers enjoying a "bed-party".

Italian Icies

Shoe Row

 Caleb's Cub Scout grilled corn on the cob

 Sawyer's cute wake-up face

I am pooped.  So is PapaRob.  But it has been such a fun day.

May we never forget these special times.

Photos help!