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After today. In a fit of educative enthusiasm I ended up dragging the boy around the National Museum in Collins Barracks for the morning. This delightful experience included such highlights as...
AND HE HID!
I found him and dragged him out through the WWII/Emergency exhibit, past tanks and artillery guns and more frowning people, and best of all past about 20-30 people listening to a lecture! SCREAMING! (Him, not me, though I was close).
But this evening I read this, and I have never laughed so much in my life!
Cheered me up no end.
- paying substantially over the odds for a Ham Sandwich and a bowl of soup.
- pulling him off the Viking Ship
- waiting 12 minutes in a room for the film about the battle of Fontenoy to restart with him refusing to look at anything else, but trying to grab the models, figurines and oh yes WEAPONS especially when a museum security guard came in
- spending twenty minutes watching a film and comparing models of the musket, the rifle and the something else, while ignoring the horroric models showing the damage done to the human body beside them,
- listening to him ask WHY continually, even to the question "Why do you ask why?"
- stopping him climbing on the 1916 exhibits
- And finally, my favorite, throwing a tantrum right in front of Michael Collin's great coat with everyone wondering why this dreadful mother couldn't control her son in the face of great moments of Irish history.
AND HE HID!
I found him and dragged him out through the WWII/Emergency exhibit, past tanks and artillery guns and more frowning people, and best of all past about 20-30 people listening to a lecture! SCREAMING! (Him, not me, though I was close).
But this evening I read this, and I have never laughed so much in my life!
Cheered me up no end.
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(I mean the thing with the bat.)
:-D
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As to the incident with the kid,every mom's had such an incident.
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He's not so bad usually. He was a doll today when I hit the sale at my favorite shop, so all's well that ends well I guess.
R
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But Michael Collin's coat! (For those Americans among us, try replacing Michael Collins with George Washington. Father of the State, sort of thing. For the UK, Churchill. It's that sort of level anyway, but from the 1920s).
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Ah, but the bat story!!! I cried with laughter.
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