My only cousin on my dad's side was finally getting married. We knew about the date for a little over a year. From time to time it would come up in conversation -- "We have Bethany's wedding to go to..." We were tentative... would it happen? It would be a shame to buy tickets and then have the wedding be canceled... I looked into trip insurance and weddings being canceled wasn't in a clause, so I waited to buy the tickets until the last moment. We were all going. All four of us, we would leave late Thursday, take one day off of work, spend two days there and fly back home on Sunday. While we were there we took Friday to sightsee before the groom's dinner.
We stole my dad and off we went. Our first stop was the Louisville Slugger museum where we bought our tickets and then walked to Glassworks to watch glass blowing artists while we waited for our "tour time". There were no photos allowed on the bat tour, but they can make a baseball bat in less than 30 seconds. It was loud and we lost Andrew as he stayed behind to chat with the guy turning the bat on a lathe.
Our next stop was the Evan Williams Bourbon experience. I AM NOT a bourbon drinker... when asked what it smelled like I said "Pine-Sol". We tasted it and I hardly let a drop soak into my tongue...yep that is what I imagined cleaning products to taste like, and then I made a face. I wanted to rake my tongue but it was interesting to learn about the history and the process.
Off to our next adventure... Churchill downs. We had to learn the lingo and then figure out which horses to bet on.
We won! Noah won! We had bet five dollars and # 7 to show. Meaning # 7 would have to come in 1st, 2nd, or 3rd. "American Pharoah" won Noah a whopping 50 cents.
The tour was about 1/2 a mile. The tour was "dramatic" often going from pitch black to strategic lighting. At times it was hard to tell if the pools were other caverns below or miles deep. The mercury in the water makes the pools of water extra reflective. The pools were only two or three inches deep.
When we got back in the car we marked a rock pile and a barn to come back to... Andrew got out to take a closer look...I told him to watch out for falling rocks... he said, "I didn't see any fallen rocks..." :)
I am happy Bethany is married. I hope she finds happiness with RJ and that their love continues to grow.
I also hope that my aunt and uncle know that they haven't lost a daughter but gained a son.
The trip home was fairly uneventful. Adam had issues with his ears on our last flight from Denver in May, so I gave him a Sudafed on the way there and there wasn't any problems. I had him take another one on the way back. At the airport we were bumped to first class but the boys sat a few rows ahead of us. I could see Noah and when he looked back I gave him the thumbs up sign and he gave me the thumbs down sign, so I sent Andrew to sit with Noah and Adam sat next to me. Adam had fallen asleep and woken up to intense pressure in his ears. We tried everything, drinking water, gently blowing with our noses pinched, and we even pulled up on the ear to straighten the ear canal, but he was fairly miserable until we landed.
It was a quick trip, but we squeezed a lot of experiences in. I am not sure what our next adventure will be or when, but we've kicked around going to DC, or Miami over spring break. But the kids don't want to go anywhere... They argued that viewing the Washington Monument from the computer was the same as in person with the added bonus that they could be at home, but we are arriving on the time in our lives when the children's activities: school and work, may make it more difficult to get away. I am keenly aware of my time with them at home coming to an end. They need me less and less, and I suppose that is what is supposed to happen, but I just didn't think it would happen so soon. Wasn't it just yesterday that Noah was telling me to "put baby Adam down" or that he wanted to go downstairs to watch Jimmy Neutron on the "Big T.G. downstairs." I wish I could have figured out a way to keep them small. Sigh.