I didn't have any particularly big plans for
Family Day. But I did want to take Naomi to the
Markham Museum Children's Winter Carnival.
It was a simple enough plan, get up early (well, we're always up early
anyway because my little one wakes up between 6 and 7), have breakfast,
and then leave. Be at the carnival by 10 or 10:30, maybe have some
pancakes at the pancake breakfast if we weren't late for it, and then
on to activities. Wagon rides, a lounge full of toys, watching older
kids ice skate-- sounds fun, right?
We found ourselves still
home at 10:50. But at least, we are rushing out the door, with snacks
for us and Naomi's lunch packed. Then Isak, my husband says, "Maybe we
should eat first". And I'm like, "No, it'll be nap time soon." I give
in with much reservation only because I thought maybe it would indeed
be better if she ate lunch at home rather than at the carnival.
So I fed Naomi quickly and we scarfed down some sandwiches. And then we rushed out.
The
carnival is about 15 minutes away from our home. Directions are really
simple. It's a no-brainer. We get to the main intersection where the
carnival is located. And then we take a wrong turn.
For crying
out loud. I did look at Google maps quickly but didn't retain any
information (hey, I'm a mom with other things on my mind). I assumed
Isak took note. But I guess not.
We finally get back on track.
We get to the carnival, and we suddenly feel so lucky because we get
the one remaining parking spot.
Excitedly, I turn to Naomi to say "We're here!". She's asleep.
AAAAARRRGH!
I
was so mad at the whole situation. (and at Isak, well, because I had to
blame someone for the delays.) We play the blame game for a while on
the way home. It's my fault because I took too long to get ready. It's
his fault because he decided we should eat first.
By the time I
we arrived back home, I was calm, though still a bit disappointed,
after my dear husband convinced me that all Naomi really cares about is
to be with mommy and she won't miss the carnival. SIGH... I guess it's
true. But it was a bit of a let down anyway. On the upside, she slept
for more than 2 hours and we got to relax.
Sometime in the
afternoon, the three of us went for a walk. It was a beautiful sunny
day (for a winter day, it was). We strolled through a park with a pond
and watched the ducks. We also discovered a path we didn't know
existed. It was perfect. Well, almost. :-)
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joanna
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