Being Impulsive

Is my new motto. Why yes it is. Rachel and I had planned to go to church this sunday. I don't even want to tell you the last time I went. In fact, I can't remember. I can't remember anything these days. It's scary. So...I packed up Matilda's bag, thought of anything the nursery might need, panicked about leaving her alone with strangers (what if she's too tired and can't sleep? what if they don't know what to do with the cloth diaper?), and off we went. We got to church and there was a full parking lot, no traffic directors, and Rach is like "Are you sure the service starts at 12:30?" me: "Absolutely." We both get out our phones trying to beat each other with the answer. Sure enough... the service started at 11:30. Noted.

This led us on thoughts of an adventure. We're already out, bags are packed, we can do anything. Rachel was all "What about the aquarium?" and I was all, "OKAY!" So the aquarium it was...



Neither Rachel nor I had been. I had been holding out, waiting for the buzz to die down. Rachel said it had been open for 3 years. THREE??? So, we got there and it was raining, we got in the elevator and then we saw them. The people. Wooooof. There were so many. So many strollers, babies, running children, people with video cameras. I am not a crowd person. At. All.



Matilda was very interested in the fish. This was the tunnel in the "ocean" exhibit. No one was moving. It was hard to see much. We travelled to and fro and then it happened. We discovered a secret looking glass that had the "ocean" and the "belugas" it was a slice of heaven.








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