Last weekend the family headed to the Vancouver Aquarium for a fabulous day out. In spite of road works and delays caused by arguments with a cell phone company (don’t even ask), we finally arrived around 10:30. There is something so gratifying about having a membership – yes, bypassing over 50 people standing in line thrills me to no end! I suppose I should feel some guilt at the pleasure it gives me, but after working in Stanley Park for 6 years, serving endless lines of tourists, I love, love, love jumping the queue.
Thanks to my in-laws, who purchased the annual pass as a joint birthday present for Pete and me, I joyously skip ahead with my brood in tow. Actually, more than my brood. We had one of Sarah’s buddies in tow as she was having a sleepover at our place that night. I snapped a few photos that I hope look good on here too.
The girl in the picture above isn’t mine but she looks enough alike Sarah that for the past three years, the teachers have called them by each others name on several occasions. I’m sure most people at the Aquarium thought they were twins.
I love that the picture came out with glowing red eyes – these caimans are such evil-looking beasts that the flash caught the personality perfectly.
It amazed me that Heather hopped under here right away. On our last trip there, she wailed and acted completely freaked out about trying it out. After 10 minutes of tears and encouragement she finally ducked under for all of two seconds. This time we could barely make her wait her turn.
Summer just isn’t summer unless the kids get to run through the sprinkler at my parents’ place at least once. Last Monday, my Mom & Dad were inundated by grandkids – 11 of the 12 were at their place, 10 of them for most of the day! As it was a gorgeous day, Dad put out the sprinkler and for the next hour the little (and a couple of big) monkeys squealed, splashed and jumped around.
Going back in time to the day before, the girls and I spent quite a while hanging around the front yard in the early evening. I bought the bubble wands about a month ago and put them away “for safe keeping” and promptly forgot where they were. Finally, on Sunday, I remembered!! So out to the yard we went and had some fun. Heather decided we should be on bubble popping teams. She and I teamed up as the bad guys and Sarah and Katie had to pop our bubbles to keep us from our evil plan of world domination (she’s only six). After a while, they realized that the large bubble wands we have look like light sabres from Star Wars so the games changed. Now Heather and I needed to take over all of space! Suddenly I became Darth Vader’s wife and Heather was my trusty sidekick as we fought against Princess Leah and Princess Poppy (she pops bubbles). I declared that I would only play Vader’s wife if my name was Ella and Heather got the joke right away! That’s when we decided she would be called Esco Later. Yup, we’re pretty demented.
“You are unwise to lower your defenses!”