Rapid City, SD, we just finish parking the car and start heading back to Hotel Alex Johnson when we stumble upon a Shakespeare in the park production. The boys beg to stay – hmmm…or were they really begging not go to bed? Next to the park is ‘Wrigley Field Dogs’ -now, I am not one to believe in coincidences , I think everything happens for a reason and often in situations it is a direct message from God, so we go in to get food. I walk up to the lady behind the counter with a huge smile on my face and say “We, are Actually from Chicago!” She just stared back at me. Ok I think, maybe she didn’t hear me so I say, “You know, Wrigley field, Chicago…” -still nothing but a stare, flew right over her head,she had NO – idea what I was talking about! Whatever, I decide to order and they end up messing up our order… twice, Ok folks! –not really representing Chicago very well here!! …AND, still trying to figure out what the message from God on this one is…
25 minutes into the Play Aidan and Finn have their own Play going on with their stuffed animals and no consideration in their volume to others who are actually trying to watch the feature play and Beckett is all over the place stumbling around like a drunken sailor. So, I decide I don’t want this night to end as tragic as MacBeth and it’s time to go back to the hotel.
Does this count as a Field Trip for school?
Dun! Dun! Dun!!!! Tragedy does strike – worse than any Shakespeare play – Finn’s soul companion from birth, known as ‘Blankie’ is lost!!!! Dun! Dun! Dun!!! After a long day everyone is ready for bed and Finn gets a look of despair on his face and tells me blankie is missing. Remembering my childhood blankie and how it was such a comfort and security, I feel for him and deicide to wake up the baby so we can all go search Rapid City…at 10:00 at night…yeah, no. Instead, I say we will get up early and look for it in the morning. In the most desperate voice Finn says, “But what if someone finds it and takes it home and keeps it?!?!!!” Now, I have to tell you, I had to take every ounce of strength to keep from laughing. If you have ever seen blankie, a knotted, ripped up ball of yarn, you would know that at that moment, forget Julia Roberts, Reese Witherspoon and Hilary Swank -I would have beat them all for the Best Actress award! I say, “Oh Sweetie!…let’s all pray that doesn’t happen and we find it tomorrow!” but what I was really thinking is let’s all pray that garbage collection isn’t tomorrow and hopefully everyone and thing is afraid to touch it!
Come back soon to find out what happens next!
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